Format: narrative

Narrative comedy formats, jokes, memes, and punchlines organized for easier doom-scrolling from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.

  • We Dont Even Have the Boat in the Water Yet

    There were two old boys from Alabama who love to fish, and they wanted to do some ice fishing. They’d heard about it up in Canada, and they took off up there. The lake was frozen nicely. They stopped just before they got to the lake at a little bait shop and got all their tackle. One of them said, “We’re going to need an ice pick.”

    So they got that, and they took off. In about two hours, one of them was back at the shop and said, “We’re going to need another dozen ice picks.”

    Well, the fellow in the shop wanted to ask some questions, but he didn’t. He sold him the picks, and the old boy left.

    In about an hour, he was back. Said, “We’re going to need all the ice picks you’ve got.”

    The bait man couldn’t stand it any longer. “By the way,” he asked, “how are you fellows doing?”

    “Not very well at all,” he said. “We don’t even have the boat in the water yet.”

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  • De Duck Won

    The Louisiana State Police received reports of illegal cock fights being held in the area around LaFayette, and duly dispatched the infamous detective Desormeaux to investigate.

    He reported to his sergeant the next morning.

    “Dey is tree main groups in dis cock fightin’” he began.

    “Good work. Who are they?” the sergeant asked.

    Desormeaux replied confidently, “De Aggies, de Cajuns, and de Mafia.”

    Puzzled, the sergeant asked, “How did you find that out in one night?”

    “Well,” he replied, “I went down and done seen dat cock fight. I knowed the Aggies was involved when a duck was entered in the fight.”

    The sergeant nodded, “I’ll buy that. But what about the others?”

    Desormeaux intoned knowingly, “Well, I knowed de Cajuns was involved when summbody bet on de duck.”

    “Ah,” sighed the sergeant, “And how did you deduce the Mafia was involved?”

    “De duck won.”

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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.”

    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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  • It Is Your Cow

    Young Dave was courting Mabel, who lived on an adjoining farm out west in cattle country. One evening, as they were sitting on Dave’s porch watching the sun go down over the hills, Dave spied his prize bull doing the business on one of his cows.

    He sighed in contentment at this idyllic rural scene and figured the omens were right for him to put the hard word on Mabel. He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “Mabel, I’d sure like to be doing what that bull is doing.”

    “Well then, why don’t you?” Mabel whispered back. “It is YOUR cow.”

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  • At Least He Let Go of Ol Zeek

    Here in Kentucky, you don’t see too many people hang-gliding. Ol’ Zeek decided to save up and get a hang-glider. He takes it to the highest mountain, and after struggling to the top, he gets ready to take flight. He takes off running and reaches the edge–into the wind he goes!

    Meanwhile, Maw & Paw Hicks were sittin’ on the porch swing talkin’ bout the good ol’ days when Maw spots the biggest bird she ever seen!

    “Look at the size of that bird, Paw!” she exclaims.

    Paw raises up, “Git my gun, Maw.”

    She runs into the house, brings out his pump shotgun.

    He takes careful aim. BANG…BANG…..BANG…..BANG! The monster size bird continues to sail silently over the tree tops.

    “I think ya missed him, Paw,” she says.

    “Yeah,” he replies, “but at least he let go of ol’ Zeek!”

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  • Where Does You Go to School

    A University of Alabama football player was visiting a Yankee relative in Boston over the holidays. He went to a large party and met a pretty co-ed. He was attempting to start up a conversation with the line, “Where does you go to school?”

    The coed, of course, was not overly impressed with his grammar or southern drawl, but did answer his question.

    “Yale,” she replied.

    The UA student took a big, deep breath and shouted, “WHERE DOES YOU GO TO SCHOOL?”

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  • Baaaaaaa

    Bubba pulled over the car by the side of the road and showed Brian where he’d first had sex.

    “It was right down there by that tree. I remember the day plainly. It was a warm summer day. She and I were so much in love. We walked down to the tree and made love for hours,” Bubba recalled.

    “That sounds wonderful,” said Brian.

    “Yes. It was ok until I looked up and noticed her mother was standing right there watching us.”

    “Oh my God!!! What did her mother say when she saw you making love to her daughter?”

    “Baaaaaaa.”

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