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Escalating joke delivery styles, punchline pacing, and comedy formats for people with specific chaos preferences from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.

  • Wetting My Fingers to Turn the Pages

    There was this couple in bed one night. The wife had curled up ready for sleep and the husband put his bed lamp on and read a book. As he was reading he stopped and reached over to his wife and started fondling with her pussy. He did this only for a very short while then stopped and went back to reading his book.

    The wife then got up and started stripping off in front of him. The husband was confused and asked, “What are you doing taking all your gear off?”

    The wife replied, “You were playing with my pussy. I thought it was foreplay for something a bit heavier.”

    The husband said, “No, not at all.”

    The wife then asked, “Well, what were you doing then?”

    “Oh,” he said, “I was just wetting my fingers so I could turn the pages in my book!”

  • Diet Scam Charges a Dollar Per Pound

    Did you hear about the heavyset guy who had tried every diet in the world in an attempt to lose weight? He tried the Scarsdale diet, the Navy diet, Weight Watchers, and many more. None worked. Then, one day, he was reading the Washington Post when he noticed a small ad that read: Lose weight Only $1.00 a pound Call (202) 555-0238 The man decided to give it a try and called the number.

    A voice on the other end asked, “How much weight do you want to lose?”

    The man responded, “Ten pounds.”

    The voice replied, “Very well, give me your credit card number and we’ll have a representative over to your house in the morning.”

    About 9:00 am the next morning the man gets a knock on the door. There stood a beautiful redhead, completely naked except for a sign around her neck stating, “If you catch me, you can have me.”

    Well, the hefty fellow chased her upstairs, downstairs, over sofas, through the kitchen, all around the house. Finally, panting and wheezing like a dog, he did catch her. When he was through enjoying himself, she said, “Quick, go into the bathroom and weigh yourself.”

    He did just that and was amazed to find that he had lost ten pounds, right to the ounce! That evening he called the number again. The voice on the other end asked, “How much weight do you want to lose?” — to which the somewhat-less-overweight man replied, “Twenty pounds.”

    “Very well,” the voice on the phone told him, “Give me your credit card number and we’ll have a representative over to your house in the morning.”

    At about 8:00 am the next morning the man receives a knock on the door. When he opens the door he sees a beautiful blonde dressed only in track shoes and a sign around her neck stating, “If you catch me, you can have me.” The chase took a good while longer this time and the man nearly passed out, but he finally did catch her. When he was through she told him, “Quick, run into the bathroom and weigh yourself.” He ran to the bathroom and found he had lost another 20 pounds! “This is fantastic!” he thought to himself.

    Later that evening he called the number again and the voice at the other end asked, “How much weight do you want to lose?” “Fifty pounds!” the man exclaimed. “Fifty pounds?” the voice asked, “That’s an awful lot of weight to lose at one time.” The man replied, “Listen buddy, here’s my credit card number, you just have your representative over here in the morning!” and he hung up the phone. About 6:00 am the next morning the man gets out of bed, splashes on some cologne and gets all ready for the next representative. At about 7:00 am he gets a knock on the door.

    When he opens the door, he sees this large gorilla with a sign around his neck stating, “IF I CATCH YOU, I’M GOING TO SCREW YOU.”

  • Dear Diary: A Viagra Diary

    Dear Diary:

    Day 1
    Just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary with not much to celebrate. When it came time to re-enact our wedding night, he locked himself in the bathroom and cried.

    Day 2
    Today, he says he has a big secret to tell me. He’s impotent, he says, and he wants me to be the first to know. Why doesn’t he tell me something I don’t know! I mean, gimme a break. He’s been dysfunctional for so long that he even walks with a limp.

    Day 3
    This marriage is in trouble. A woman has needs. Yesterday, I saw a picture of the Washington Monument and burst into tears.

    Day 4
    A miracle has happened! There’s a new drug on the market that will fix his ‘problem.’ It’s called Viagra. I told him that if he takes Viagra, things will be just like they were on our wedding night. He said, ‘this time, I’d rather not have your mother join us.’ I think this will work. I replaced his Prozac with the Viagra, hoping to lift something other than his mood.

    Day 7
    This Viagra thing has gone to his head. No pun intended! Yesterday, at Burger King, the manager asked me if I’d like a Whopper. He thought they were talking about him. Get over yourself! Not everything is about you!

    Day 8
    I think he took too many over the weekend. Yesterday, instead of mowing the lawn, he was using his new friend as a weed wacker.

    Day 10
    Okay, I admit it. I’m hiding. I mean, a girl can only take so much. And to make matters worse, he’s washing the Viagra down with hard cider! The photo of Janet Reno isn’t working. What am I gonna do?

    Day 11
    The side effects are starting to get to him. Everything is turning blue. The other day, we were watching Kenneth Branaugh in Hamlet and he thought it was The Smurfs Do Denmark.

    Day 12
    I’m basically being drilled to death. It’s like going out with a Black and Decker power tool.

    Day 13
    I wish he was gay. I bought 400 Liza Minelli albums and I keep saying ‘fabulous,’ and still he keeps coming after me!

    Day 14
    Now I know how Saddam Hussein’s wife feels. Every time I shut my eyes, there’s a sneak attack! It’s like going to bed with a scud missile. Let’s hope he’s not like ex-President Bush and takes 100 days to pull out!

    Day 15
    I’ve done everything to turn him off. Nothing is working. I even started dressing like a nun. Now he tells me sister Wendy revs his motor.

    Day 16
    I may just have to kill him. Then he’ll go out the way he wants to… stiff! With my luck, I won’t be able to close the casket.

  • Flavored Condom Taste Test Gone Wrong

    I recently tried some of these new ‘flavoured’ condoms. I bought one of each flavour they had, and tried each one in turn every time I got a shag.

    My girlfriend likes to lick each one before I insert it in her, just to see what flavour I was wearing.

    The first night she said “Mmmmm, Cherry flavour”,
    The second night she said “Mmmmm, Mint flavour”,
    The third night she said “Mmmmm, Strawberry flavour”,
    and so on, until we had reached the final flavour,
    and she said “Mmmmm, Cheese flavour”

    “Cheese flavour ??” I said “I haven’t put one on yet!”

  • If At First You Don’t Succeed

    If at first you don’t succeed, blackmail everyone who saw you fail. Unless what you failed at is blackmail — then you’ll have to go straight to murder.

  • Woman’s Expensive Evening Surprise Twist

    One evening after attending the theater two gentlemen were walking down the street when they observed a well-dressed, attractive young lady walking just ahead of them. One turned to the other and said, “I’d give 50 bucks to spend the night with that woman.”

    To their surprise, the woman turned and said, “I’ll take you up on that.”

    She had a neat appearance and a pleasant voice, so after bidding his friend good-night, the man accompanied the lady to her apartment, where they immediately went to bed. The following morning the man presented her with 25 dollars as he prepared to leave. She demanded the rest of the money stating, “If you don’t give me the other 25 I’ll sue you for it.”

    He laughed, saying, “I’d like to see you get it on these grounds.”

    The next day he was surprised when he was served with a summons ordering his presence in court as defendant…. He hurried to his lawyer and explained the details of the case.

    His lawyer said, “She can’t possibly get a judgment against you on such grounds, but it will be interesting to see how her case will be presented.”

    After the usual preliminaries, the lady’s lawyer addressed the court as follows:

    “Your Honor, my client is the owner of a piece of property, a garden spot surrounded by a profuse growth of shrubbery, which property she agreed to rent to the defendant for a specified length of time for the sum of $50. The defendant took possession of the property, used it extensively for the purpose for which it was rented, but upon evacuating the premises he paid only $25. The rent is not excessive since it was restricted property, and we ask judgment to be granted against the defendant to assure payment of the balance.”

    The defendant’s lawyer was impressed and amused at the way the case had been presented. His defense was therefore somewhat altered from what he had planned…. This is what he said:

    “Your Honor, my client agrees the young lady has a fine piece of property, for a degree of pleasure was derived from the transaction. However my client found a well on the property, around which he placed his own stones; sunk a shaft and erected a pump, all labor being personally performed by him. We claim these improvements to the property are sufficient to offset the unpaid balance, and that the plaintiff was adequately compensated for the rental of the said property. We therefore ask that the judgment not be granted.”

    The young lady’s lawyer’s comeback was like this….

    “Your Honor, my client agrees that the defendant did find a well on the property, and he did make improvements such as described by my opponent, however, had the defendant not known the well existed, he would have never have rented the property; also, on evacuating the premises, the defendant moved the stones, pulled out the shaft and took the pump with him. In so doing he not only dragged his equipment through the shrubbery, but left the hole much larger than it was prior to his occupancy, making it easily accessible to little children. We therefore ask judgment be granted.”

    She got it….

  • John’s Noisy Bedsprings Keep Fred Awake Nightly

    It happened that when Fred and John went to College they got rooms in different levels of the building but right on top of each other. John’s room was above Fred’s room and John was always good with the woman.

    Every night since school started Fred would hear up above his room, “Claclopp! Claclopp!! Calaclopp!!!, Spring! Zippp! Ahhhaaaa!”

    It went on every night:…”Claclopp! Claclopp!! Calaclopp!!!, Spring! Zipp! Ahhhaaa!”

    Now Fred wasn’t a snoop and normally didn’t interfere on John’s love life or even ask of what went on every night. But one night it was different. Instead of the strange “Claclopp! Claclopp!!, Spring! Zippp! Ahhhaaaa!” He heard “Claclopp! Claclopp!!, Spring! Zippp! YEEeeOOWWWwwwwwweeeeeee!!!”.

    Fred was confused by this….not to mention scared out of his mind by the scream. So he took a step at getting intimate with his friend John. “Hey John,” he said that morning. “I really hate to pry but every night I hear this ‘Claclopp, Claclopp, Calaclopp, spring, zip, Ahhaaa. But last night I was frightened by a ‘Claclopp!!, Claclopp!!, Calaclopp!!!, Spring, Zippp, YEEeeOOWWWwwwwwweeeeeee!!!’ Do you mind explaining this?”

    “Well,” said John. “The Claclopp!, Claclopp!!, Claclopp!! was me running towards the bed. The Spring!! was me leaping in the air. The Zippp! was me zipping down my pants in mid air. And the AAhhhaaaa!! Was me settling my manhood in my girlfriend.”

    “So what was last night?” Fred asked.

    “Well,” he hesitated. “The Claclopp!, Claclopp!!, Claclopp!!! was me running. The Spring! was me leaping in the air. The Zippp was me gracefully zipping my pants down in the air. And the YEEeeOOWWWwwwwweeeeee!!!! was me landing my nuts on the bedpost.”

  • A Field Guide to Unicorns

    A Field Guide to Unicorns

    A taxonomic classification of unicorns in the wild: the standard model, the heavy assault variant, and the high-speed submersible edition.

  • NASCAR Thrills Without Leaving Home

    How to Turn Your House into the NASCAR Experience

    I’ve been to Nascar races at Charlotte, Rockingham, and the track at North Wilkesboro. This is what I learned.

    If you’re like me, you’d like to attend more Nascar races, but you don’t have the time or money to go. So I put together a list of things you can do to your home so you and your friends can enjoy the race as if you were there.

    1. Invite 15 to 20 of your closest friends to your house for the race. Make everyone dress in shirts and hats with their favorite driver on them. But don’t invite them to show up the day of the race, invite them to come over on Friday for qualifying and camp out for the weekend.

    2. Some of your friends will show up in cars, and some will rent a U-haul truck. A few of them will pool their money together and get an RV. Stand outside with two flashlights and direct traffic to the grassy areas in your front yard. Charge everybody 8 bucks to park except the RV. Charge them 15 bucks for the weekend cause they’re twice as big.

    3. Since they’re not allowed to use your kitchen, make your buddies do all their cooking on the beat-up barbeque grill they brought in the U-Haul. The friends that didn’t bring a grill can build a campfire. They’ll cut down several of the limbs on the Oak tree in your yard for firewood.

    4. When the guys need more ice for their beer coolers, charge them 3 dollars for a one-dollar bag of ice.

    5. Tell your friends they can’t use the bathroom in the house. They have to use the port-a-john you rented for the weekend and placed off the driveway.

    6. If any females in the neighborhood drive or walk by your house and stare at the congregation of people in the yard, hold up a crudely made cardboard sign that says “SHOW ME YOUR TITS!”

    7. On Saturday, have everyone climb on top of the RV to sunbathe and drink while listening to coverage of the Busch race.

    8. When the booze runs out, send someone on a beer run with the four-wheeler one of your friends brought in his truck.

    9. After the party winds down, let ’em crash in the back of the U-haul on some old mattresses and sleeping bags. Or they can sleep in their car.

    10. On Sunday morning have the friend with the loudest car stereo system crank up some Lynyrd Skynyrd so loud that it wakes up all your friends. It will also annoy the neighbors down the street.

    11. Nutrition is important, so start your race day with Pop-tarts and beer for breakfast.

    12. Finally it’s time for the big race. Take all the comfortable furniture out of your living room. Then put in twenty metal folding chairs in rows of five with a narrow aisle down the middle.

    13. Before letting them in, inspect all your friends’ coolers to make sure they don’t have more than a 12 pack. Make them store the coolers under their seats.

    14. Space the chairs tightly together so no one has any leg room. That way when someone wants to go to the bathroom everyone has to get up to let ’em by.

    15. When driver introductions are on television, stand up and give the finger to the driver you hate. If it’s Jeff Gordon, put down your beer and use both hands.

    16. Run the television signal through your stereo system and turn the volume up so loud it sounds like the cars are in the room. Have everyone wear AM radio headphones tuned to the race. When you want to talk to the guy sitting next to you, scream at the top of your lungs so they can hear you.

    17. To recreate the Men’s room at a typical Nascar track, let your friends pee in the bathtub to simulate the urine trough. Then throw an entire roll of toilet paper into the toilet so if anybody tries to flush it will overflow. To avoid the long line in the bathroom, some of your friends will pee in the sink.

    18. Walk up and down the aisle in the living room with a food tray. When one of your friends wants something to eat, offer them a 32-ounce Pepsi for 4 dollars and a small serving of nacho chips with melted cheese for another 5 bucks.

    19. When there’s a wreck, immediately stand up to see the tv better, forcing the people behind you to stand also. If it’s a driver you hate, cheer for the accident. If the driver’s in a close up, start chanting “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” as if he can actually hear you.

    20. Turn up the thermostat in your house until it’s unbearably hot. Your friends will take off their shirts because they’re sweating profusely. Use this as an opportunity to sell them some more 4-dollar sodas and five-buck Miller Lite tallboys.

    21. At the end of the race, have the Dale Jr. fan pick on the Jeff Gordon fan by accusing Gordon of intentionally knocking Junior into the wall to win the race. After the alcohol-fueled fistfight breaks out, call the cops and have the two drunks hauled away without their shirts.

    22. Once the race coverage is over, leave all your trash on the floor next to your chair. Since the seats are so close together, your friends will ruin your carpet stepping on leftover nachos, peanut shells, half filled cups of Pepsi and empty beer cans.

    23. Run out to the parking lot in your front yard. Then move your car to a spot that blocks all the other vehicles from exiting. Make your friends wait an hour or two before letting them leave. A number of them will relieve themselves in the yard during the wait due to all the beer they consumed during the race.

    24. Before your friends go, they’ll throw the leftover trash in their cars on the ground where they parked.

    25. The next day hire some Mexicans to clean up the yard and all the trash left in your living room. Then discover that someone puked on your azaleas.

    If you follow the steps listed above, you’ll enjoy the race just as much as the people at the track. By the way, tickets are still available for the last fall race at Rockingham.

    But don’t look for me there. I’ll be at home.

  • Hilarious Driving Test Pranks to Fail Spectacularly

    Have Fun While Taking a Driving Test

    1. Turn the radio on. When the tester goes to turn it off slap his/her hand.

    2. Rev the car really high, turn to the tester, and say with an evil look, “Buckle up!”

    3. Knock over every cone while doing maneuverability. In the middle of it, get out and check to see if you have hit every one.

    4. Come dressed in a suit. Before the examiner gets in the car, ask him/her to put a piece of plastic wrap down so he doesn’t dirty the seat.

    5. When the examiner tells you to stop, step on the gas. Tell him/her that you thought it was the brake.

    6. When the examiner tells you to stop, pop the hood clutch and say “Oops.”

    7. Get in the car, look down at the pedals, and say, “Now which one is the gas again?”

    8. After the examiner gets in the car, pop the hood, and get out and check the oil.

    9. Fill your car with beer bottles.

    10. The whole time driving, talk about how Aunt Gertrude smells like mothballs.

    11. Tell the registrar that you are taking the remedial test.

    12. In the middle of driving, put your arm around the examiner.

    13. Swear at everybody on the road.

    14. When you stop at a light, start revving the engine while looking back and forth between the person next to you and the light.

    15. Beep your horn at everything.

    16. Break off your rear-view mirror and then ask the examiner to hold it up.

    Warning: If you wish to pass the test, refrain from doing more than two of these, and be sure to grin widely at the end.