A midget walks into a brothel with a honeycomb under his arm and a donkey following closely behind. He asks the headmistress for a woman for the evening, as his wife had left him.
Format: setup-punchline
Setup-punchline 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.
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Snails Without Their Shells
You’d think snails would be faster without their shells.
But they’re actually a bit more sluggish.
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Our Friend Claimed That He Scaled Mount Everest
My wife thinks our friend is lying when he claimed that he scaled Mount Everest, but I disagree.
I think he made it up.
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My Kids Asked for a Dance Party in the Vegetable Garden
My kids asked if they could have a dance party in the neighbor’s vegetable garden. I’m like, “Uh, why?”
“Because they lettuce turnip the beets.”
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A Joke About a Felon Walking Down Stairs
I was going to tell you a joke about a dwarf felon walking down a set of stairs.
But it’s a little condescending.
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Do railroad workers need to be trained?
Do railroad workers need to be trained?
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Sundays Are Always a Little Bit Sad
Sundays are always a little bit sad.
But the day before is a sadder day.
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Taking Snails Out of Their Shells
Taking snails out of their shells won’t make them go faster.
On the contrary, it makes them more sluggish.
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The British Engineers
Scientists at NASA built a gun specifically to launch standard four-pound dead chickens at the windshields of airliners, military jets, and the space shuttle, all traveling at maximum velocity.
The idea is to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields.
British engineers heard about the gun and were eager to test it on the windshields of their new high-speed trains. Arrangements were made, and a gun was sent to the British engineers.
When the gun was fired, the engineers stood shocked as the chicken hurtled out of the barrel, crashed into the shatterproof shield, smashed it to smithereens, blasted through the control console, snapped the engineer’s backrest in two, and embedded itself in the back wall of the cabin, like an arrow shot from a bow. The horrified Brits sent NASA the disastrous results of the experiment, along with the designs of the windshield, and begged the U.S. scientists for suggestions.
NASA responded with a one-line memo:
“Defrost the chicken.”
