Delivery Style: setup-punchline

Setup-punchline 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.

  • Blondes and the Mystery of Shoulders

    Two blondes were on an elevator.

    Then a man got on. One blonde says to the other, “Wow, that guy has bad dandruff. Someone should give him Head & Shoulders.”

    The other one says, “How do you give shoulders?”

  • Can I join you?

    A SQL query walks into a bar, walks up to two tables, and asks:

    “Can I join you?”

  • Speeding Ticket for a Stretching Job!

    The Rectum Stretcher

    There was a middle-aged blonde lady speeding down the highway in a red sports car. She accelerated while crossing a bridge, figuring she didn’t have to worry about speed traps.

    At the end of the bridge, there was a cop hidden behind a bunch of bushes. His radar gun tagged her at 95 mph. He pulled her over, walked up to the car, and asked, “What’s the hurry?”

    She said, “I’m late to work.”

    The cop asked, “What do you do?”

    The lady responded, “I’m a rectum stretcher.”

    The cop chuckled, winked at her, and asked, “Now just what in the hell does a rectum stretcher do?”

    Without missing a beat, she took the opportunity to explain. “Our clients come into our office wanting their rectum stretched. We lube up their assholes until we can get two fingers in there, then we wiggle those fingers around and stretch it until we can get our entire hand inside.”

    The cop was in disbelief at this point and let his mouth drop open. Disgusted but intrigued, he continued to listen.

    She continued, “After we get back from lunch and the patients have had some time to rest, we put our hands back in their butthole and continue the back-and-forth stretching until we can get both hands inside. Once that’s accomplished, we proceed to stretch their rectum until it’s about six feet long!”

    The cop, disheveled and in disbelief, raised his voice and said, “COME ON, LADY! NOW JUST WHAT IN THE HELL WOULD YOU DO WITH A SIX-FOOT ASSHOLE?”

    She replied, “You give it a radar gun and stick it behind a bridge.”

  • Desert Morale: A Hump Day Solution!

    A captain in the Foreign Legion was transferred to a desert outpost. On his orientation tour, he noticed a very old, seedy-looking camel tied out back of the enlisted men’s barracks. He asked the sergeant leading the tour, “What’s the camel for?”

    The sergeant replied, “Well, sir, it’s a long way from anywhere, and the men have natural sexual urges, so when they do, uh, we have the camel.”

    The captain said, “Well, if it’s good for morale, then I guess it’s all right with me.”

    After he had been at the fort for about six months, the captain could not stand it anymore, so he told his sergeant, “BRING IN THE CAMEL!!!”

    The sergeant shrugged his shoulders and led the camel into the captain’s quarters. The captain got a footstool and proceeded to have vigorous sex with the camel. As he stepped down from the stool, satisfied, and was buttoning his pants, he asked the sergeant, “Is that how the enlisted men do it?”

    The sergeant replied, “Well, sir, they usually just use it to ride into town.”

  • Desert Desires: The Camel Conundrum

    A man is making a long journey in the desert with his camel. He has been walking for days and suddenly has the urge to have sex. With no other options, he tries to have sex with the camel, which immediately runs away. He catches up and, after another day or so, tries again, but fails because the camel runs away.

    Another day or two later, he comes across three gorgeous women next to a broken-down van. They ask him for help fixing the van and say they will do anything in return.

    The man is a bit of a mechanic, so he is able to fix their van. The girls come up to him and ask him what he would like; they’re willing to do anything.

    “Anything?” asks the man.

    “Anything you want,” they reply.

    The man thinks about it for a minute, then politely asks, “Could you hold down my camel?”

  • 20 minutes looking for a golf ball

    “What’s the difference between a G-spot and a golf ball?”
    “I’ll spend 20 minutes looking for a golf ball.”

  • Order Up: Cheeseburger or Hand Job?

    A guy walks into a pub and sees a sign hanging over the bar that reads:

    CHEESEBURGER: $1.50
    CHICKEN SANDWICH: $2.50
    HAND JOB: $10.00

    He walks up to the bar and beckons one of the three exceptionally attractive blondes serving drinks.

    “Can I help you?” she asks.

    “I was wondering,” whispers the man, “are you the one who gives the hand jobs?”

    “Yes,” she purrs. “I am.”

    The man replies, “Well, wash your hands. I want a cheeseburger.”

  • Superhero Secrets: Backyard Revelations!

    One day, Superman and Batman were in a pub having a drink and chatting away.

    Superman was saying how, when he is bored, he likes to “cruise around” in the sky, looking down at people in their backyards.

    Batman says, “You must have some good stories to tell about what you’ve seen folks do in their backyards…”

    Superman replies, “Funny you should say that—just the other day I was cruising around and saw Wonder Woman lying naked on her back with her legs apart.”

    “Wow,” Batman was amazed. “What did you do?”

    “Well, I started to feel really horny right there and then, so I got my dick out and swooped down onto her,” replied Superman.

    “I bet she had the shock of her life…” exclaimed Batman.

    “Not half the shock that the Invisible Man got!” replied Superman.

  • Okay, who farted?

    Three guys from San Francisco are in a hot tub when suddenly a large blob of semen rises to the top.
    One of the guys stands up, angry, and asks, “Okay, WHO farted?”

  • Penguin Problems: Ice Cream and Car Repairs!

    A penguin was driving her car when it started shaking and making a noise. Fortunately, she was able to make it to a mechanic before it stopped running.

    The mechanic told her it would be a couple of hours before he could get to it, so he suggested the penguin hang out at the ice cream shop across the street.

    The penguin grabbed her laptop from the car and headed across the street to check email and do some work.

    Two hours later, she went back to the shop and spoke with the mechanic. The penguin asked, “What’s the problem? Is it the transmission?”

    The mechanic responded, “It looks like you blew a seal.”

    To which the penguin responded, “Nah, that’s just a little ice cream,” as she wiped her chin.