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.

  • When My Wife Comes Home From Work

    A bartender brings a guy a drink and says, “Hey buddy, you look a little down. What’s wrong?”
    The guy says, “Well, when my wife left, I felt a little sad in the beginning. Then I got a dog, bought a Harley, and asked out the pretty neighbor next door. Things were definitely looking better.”

    “Sounds pretty great,” says the bartender.

    And the guy says, “Yeah… but now I’m thinking about what’s gonna happen when my wife comes home from work.”

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    Dyslexia Poetry Jugs Vase

  • Spiders Paying Rent

    Spiders Paying Rent

  • Its Driving Me Nuts

    A pirate walks into a bar with a small steering wheel attached to the front of his pants.

    The bartender says “Hey! You have a small steering wheel attached to the front of your pants!”

    “Arrr. I know,” replied the pirate. “It’s driving me nuts.”

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  • A MILF Shake

    What’s the term for getting a handjob from a single mom?

    A MILF shake.

  • A Hot Dog and a Popsicle

    There was two people working in a coal mine. It was time for lunch so the two people sat down together; one was a West Virginian, the other a Virginian. While they were eating lunch, the Virginian pulled out a Thermos.

    “What is that?” asked the West Virginian.

    “A Thermos,” said the Virginian.

    “What is it used for?” asked the West Virginian.

    “It is used to store hot stuff in it and cold stuff in it,” said the Virginian.

    “I’m going to get me one,” said the West Virginian.

    So the next week when the West Virginian and the Virginian ate lunch together, the West Virginian pulled out a Thermos.

    “What’s in the Thermos?” asked the Virginian.

    “A hot dog and a Popsicle,” said the West Virginian.

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  • He Makes His Own Lunch

    An Irishman, a Mexican and a redneck were doing construction work on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building. They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, “Corned beef and cabbage. If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch I’m going to jump off this building.”

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    The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, “Burritos again. If I get burritos one more time I’m going to jump off, too.”

    The redneck opened his lunch and said, “Bologna again. If I get a bologna sandwich one more time I’m jumping too.”

    Next day — the Irishman opens his lunch box, sees corned beef and cabbage and jumps to his death.

    The Mexican opens his lunch, sees a burrito and jumps too.

    The redneck opens his lunch, sees the bologna and jumps to his death also.

    At the funeral — The Irishman’s wife is weeping. She says, “If I’d known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage I never would have given it to him again.”

    The Mexican’s wife also weeps and says, “I could have given him tacos or enchiladas. I didn’t realize he hated burritos so much.”

    Everyone turned and stared at the redneck’s wife. “Hey, don’t look at me,” she said, “He makes his own lunch.”

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  • What Do You Think That Bull Was Slipping In

    At the end of the workday, one cowboy tells another, “That new bull nearly did me in today, pard.”

    “Oh yeah, what happened?”

    “I was putting out the feed, when the sucker came charging at me like a locomotive from hell. Damn near got me!”

    “So, how’d you get away?”

    “The bull kept slipping. He slipped three times, and that gave me a chance to make the fence and jump over.”

    “Man, that’s scary. If it’d been me, I’d probably have shit all over the place.”

    “What do you think that bull was slipping in?”

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  • Moo Moo Buckaroo

    Bruce, a strapping hunk of a man, walks into a redneck bar. He walks over to the bartender and says, “Hey there, good looking, I’ll have a glass of white wine.”

    A bit shocked, the bartender replies, “What are you, a homo or something?”

    Bruce, unruffled, says, “Actually I prefer the term ‘gay’. And yes I am gay.”

    “Look,” the bartender said, “This bar is full of redneck cowboys. They hate gays. If you stay there will be trouble.”

    Bruce answers, “I won’t bother anyone.”

    Bartender says, “Ok, but sit over there in the corner and don’t say a word.”

    After a while, a large, grizzly man thunders in and proclaims, “I’m so damn thirsty I could lick the sweat from the balls of a Brahma Bull!”

    A small voice rings out from the corner of the bar, “MOO, MOO, BUCKAROO!”

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  • Is It the Light Thats Attractin Them

    In the back woods of Arkansas, Mr. Stewart’s wife went into labor in the middle of the night, and the doctor was called out to assist in the delivery. To keep the nervous father-to-be busy, the doctor handed him a lantern and said, “Here, you hold this high so I can see what I’m doing.”

    Soon, a wee baby boy was brought into the world. “Whoa there Scotty!” said the doctor. “Don’t be in a rush to put the lantern down…I think there’s yet another wee one to come.”

    Sure enough, within minutes he had delivered another little baby. “No, no, don’t be in a great hurry to be putting down that lantern, young man…It seems there’s yet another one besides!” cried the doctor.

    The new father scratched his head in bewilderment, and asked the doctor, “Do ye think it’s the light that’s attractin’ them?”

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