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.

  • 3.8 Billion Women Clean

    3.8 Billion Women Clean

    THERE ARE 3.8 BILLION WOMEN ON EARTH

    YOU THINK IT WOULD BE CLEAN BY NOW

  • That Was Patricia

    That Was Patricia

    When someone tells you how drunk you were last night

    That wasn’t me. That was Patricia.

  • Sexual Innuendos Hard

    Sexual Innuendos Hard

    I TRY TO AVOID MAKING SEXUAL INNUENDOS

    BUT IT’S HARD

  • 5ft Apart Never Caught

    5ft Apart Never Caught

    Telling my future grandchildren how I stood only 5ft apart instead of 6ft in 2020

    AND I NEVER GOT CAUGHT NEITHER

  • Sits On Face Sideways

    Sits On Face Sideways

    When she sits on your face sideways

  • Heroin Balloon Butt

    Heroin Balloon Butt

    When you’re fucking a girl in the butt and a balloon of heroin plops out

    Don’t mind if I do.

  • Constipated Memory

    Constipated Memory

    Constipated woman ‘lost 10 years of memory’ after straining too hard on toilet

    me coming out of the chipotle bathroom:

    I have no memory of this place.

  • Short Notice

    My son’s doctor called in a panic and exclaimed, “You need to get to my office immediately! I have dire news.” Very worried, I rushed over to find out what was so critical.

    When I arrived, he explained, “After a careful review of your son’s charts, I believe that he won’t grow past five feet tall. I’m very sorry to have to deliver this bad news.”

    I ask, “OK, but why was this such an emergency? Couldn’t this meeting have waited a few days?”

    He answered, “I thought you want to know now, although I’m sorry about the short notice.”

  • Stephen King Has a Son Named Joe

    Stephen King has a son named Joe.

    I’m not joking, but he is.

  • So Big Fuck U

    So Big Fuck U

    [about to have sex]

    her: ur so big

    me: [putting my shirt back on] fuck u