17 Jokes For Hexed

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Updated on: Mar 08 2025

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I told a hex joke to my plants. Now they're growing spellbound!
Why did the hex break up with the spell? It wanted some space!
Why did the chicken cross the hex? To get to the other spell!
Hexes are like spiders. They're all about web development!
I asked a hex to make my coffee, now it's stuck on brew mode. At least it's enchantingly aromatic!
What's a hex's favorite movie? 'The Wizard of Odd'!
What did one hex say to another? 'You've cast a spell on me!

WiFi Wizardry

Setting up a new Wi-Fi password feels like trying to create an incantation to protect your mystical realm. You sit there, thinking of a combination that's both secure and memorable, and suddenly you're chanting, Wingardium Levio-sa-Password123! Now every time I log in, I half-expect a digital owl to bring me an email from Hogwarts.

Witchcraft or WiFi?

I've come to the realization that my Wi-Fi router is basically a wizard's staff. It's casting spells on me every time I try to binge-watch a series. I'm just sitting there, waiting for the next episode, and suddenly the Wi-Fi decides to play hide-and-seek. I'm convinced it's hexed – either that or my router is secretly practicing witchcraft.

Tech vs. the Technologically Challenged

I recently bought a new smartphone, and it's so advanced that I feel like it's judging me for not being tech-savvy enough. Every time I make a mistake, I swear it gives me a condescending beep, like it's saying, Oh, you wanted to call your mom? I think you meant to summon her with an ancient ritual. Try again, peasant.

Enchanted Elevators

Have you ever been in an elevator that feels like it's been hexed by mischievous gnomes? I swear, I pressed the button for the 10th floor, and suddenly the elevator takes me to the basement like it's on some magical mystery tour. I guess even elevators want to keep you on your toes – or should I say, on your heels, especially if you're wearing high heels.

Hex Marks the Spot

You ever been so technologically challenged that you feel like you're living in a world where even your toaster is out to get you? I recently got a new smart home system, and it's so advanced that it thinks my cat is trying to hack into the Wi-Fi. I swear, every time I walk into my kitchen, the toaster gives me this look like it's been hexed by a disgruntled bread slice.

The Magic of Modern Dating

Dating nowadays is like navigating a magical forest full of enchanted creatures. One minute, you're having a normal conversation, and the next, the other person disappears into thin air. It's like they've been hexed by a commitment-phobia spell. I can't be the only one hoping for a fairy godmother to swoop in and make swiping right a little less mystical.

The Curse of the Spelling Bee

I tried to impress my friends with my spelling skills the other day. I confidently declared, I can spell 'hexed' backward! They all waited in anticipation, and I proudly said, D-E-X-E-H. Turns out, I'm not a spelling bee champion; I'm just cursed by a backwards-spelling hex. My elementary school English teacher would be so proud.

Spell Checkmate

You know you're in trouble when even autocorrect starts messing with you. I sent a text the other day that was supposed to say, I'll be there in a sec, but thanks to autocorrect, it became, I'll be hex in a sec. Now my friends think I'm either a wizard or really into dark magic. Can't a person just be fashionably late without spellcheck accusing them of being a sorcerer?

The Ghosts in the Machine

I'm convinced that my computer has a ghost. Every time I try to type a serious email, it's like the spirits take over the keyboard and turn it into a haunting rendition of the Macarena. I'll be halfway through a sentence, and suddenly my computer is hexed and possessed by the ghost of a failed '90s dance party.

The Mystery of the Vanishing Socks

I'm convinced there's a sock-napper in my laundry room. I'll put a pair of socks in the washing machine, and when I open the dryer, one of them is gone. It's like there's a sock thief with a hexing habit. I imagine a tiny sock wizard in there, wearing a pointy hat and cackling as he vanishes my socks into the magical abyss.

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