These jokes are in honour of those Australians who donate blood

A man walks into a recovery room after donating blood.

A woman asks him how he feels.
Man: I feel fine, but I doubt it would help someone.
Woman: why do you have to be so negative?
Man: I can’t help it. It’s in my blood.

My dad passed away when we couldn’t remember his blood type.

As he took his last breath, he kept saying “be positive.”
I’ll try but it’s hard without him.

Two blood cells met and fell in love.

But alas, it was all in vein.

You know what they say about family – blood is thicker than water.

But maple syrup is thicker than blood, so technically pancakes are more important than family.

Dad: “I donated blood today.”

Son: “How did it feel?”

Dad: “Very draining.”

Why did Dracula get into trouble at the blood bank?

He always took things a bit too literally when they said, “Take a pint!”

Why did the vampire open a bakery?

Because he wanted to make some dough with his blood!

Why did Dracula take cough medicine?

Because he was always coffin!

Why did the vampire subscribe to the newspaper?

He heard it had great circulation!

Why was the blood cell always busy?

It had a lot on its platelet.

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