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Short 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.

  • Gorilla’s Night Out: A Barroom Surprise!

    A guy walks into a bar…

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    He orders a drink and then notices there’s a huge silverback gorilla chained up at the end of the bar, just sitting there and staring at the bartender. Confused, the guy surveys his surroundings, but everyone at the bar is just chatting away and acting normal.

    He nervously downs his drink and orders another. After finishing his second drink, he summons the courage to ask about the gorilla.

    The bartender says, “Watch this.”

    Then the bartender grabs a 2×4 from under the bar and whacks the gorilla over the head with all his might. The gorilla drops to its knees, unzips the bartender’s fly, and starts sucking his dick.

    The bartender turns to the guy and says, “This is awesome. You gotta try it.”

    The guy says, “Sure, but you don’t have to hit me so hard.”

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  • Knitting While Speeding: A Hair-Raising Chase!

    A patrol car is sitting on the side of the highway when a car speeds past at an alarming rate.

    The patrol car takes off in pursuit, comes up beside the car, and looks across at the blonde driving. He notices she is knitting.

    The cop turns on his lights and siren, and the blonde continues to knit, oblivious to her surroundings.

    The cop winds down his window and uses a bullhorn to get the blonde’s attention, yelling, “Pull over!”

    The blonde looks across at the cop, takes a second to answer, and finally says, “No! It’s a scarf!”

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  • Legendary Size: Mr. Rutledge’s Final Surprise!

    Old Mr. Rutledge died peacefully in his sleep and was taken to the morgue.

    While fixing him up for the funeral, the mortician naturally got a look at the old dead man naked.

    He was so awestruck at the size of Rutledge’s penis that he called his assistant in.

    “Wow, good on you, Mr. Rutledge! That thing’s gotta be the size of a baseball bat!” the assistant commented.

    Later that night, the mortician commented to his wife, “I worked on the body of an old man today. I swear what he was packing was the size of a baseball bat!”

    His wife’s eyes widened and she said, “Mr. Rutledge died?”

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  • Biden’s Barn Blues: A Night Out

    Biden, Obama, and Trump get lost in the woods one night.

    They come across an old farm and knock on the door to ask if they can get shelter there overnight.

    The farmer answers the door and says yes, but he only has room in his house for two guests, so one of the guys will have to sleep in the barn.

    Biden offers to sleep in the barn, and everyone turns in for the night. A couple minutes later, the farmer hears KNOCK KNOCK on the door. It was Biden standing there. Biden says, “I didn’t realize horses were in there. I’m allergic.”

    So the farmer lets Biden in and sends Obama to the barn instead. A couple minutes later, the farmer hears KNOCK KNOCK on his door. It was Obama standing there. He said, “I can’t sleep out there. The smell from the pigs is making me nauseous.”

    So the farmer lets Obama in and sends Trump out to the barn instead. A couple minutes later, the farmer hears KNOCK KNOCK on the door.

    It was the horse and the pigs standing there.

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  • Love Without Limits: A Unique Proposal!

    A woman puts an ad in the newspaper looking for a lover.

    She’s looking for a man who won’t hit her, won’t run away, and must be able to satisfy her in the bedroom.

    The next day, the doorbell rings. She opens the door to find a man with no arms or legs.

    The guy says, “I’m here to answer your ad looking for a lover.”

    She says, “How can you possibly qualify? You don’t have arms or legs.”

    He says, “Exactly. I have no arms, so I can’t hit you. And I have no legs, so I can’t run away.”

    The lady ponders for a few seconds and says, “Good points…but what about satisfying me in the bedroom?”

    And the guy says, “How do you think I rang the doorbell?”

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  • Drunk Logic: The $20 Clean-Up Plan!

    A man had been drinking at a bar all night and puked down the front of his shirt.

    “Shit, I can’t go home like this. My wife will kill me.”

    The bartender sees this and says, “Put a $20 bill in your pocket, and when she sees the puke, tell her some drunk puked on you and gave you $20 for dry cleaning.”

    So the guy goes home, and his wife sees the puke on his shirt and asks what happened. He replies, “A drunk guy puked on me, and he gave me $20 to pay for dry cleaning.”

    His wife says, “Okay, well then why do you have $40 in your hand?”

    “Because he also shit in my pants.”

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  • Buzz Off: A Businessman’s Bee Dilemma!

    A businessman wants to buy a farmhouse.

    After discussing the price and coming to common ground on the terms, they shake hands, and the property is practically sold.

    As they do a final walkthrough of the land, the businessman notices a beehive on the property and says, “Please, this needs to be removed—or take them with you. They could sting; it’s dangerous.”

    The farmer answers, “They’ve never stung me once since they’ve been here. I’ve never had any problems with them. I understand that you’re afraid, though, so let’s do it like this: I’ll tie you to this tree right here and leave you here butt naked overnight. If any bee stings you, I’ll give you my property for free.”

    They agree on those terms and shake hands again.

    The next morning, the farmer checks on the businessman and finds him all dried up, skinny, pale, eyes rolled back, and barely holding himself up.

    The farmer is shocked at the sight and says, “I want to apologize. This was a terrible idea. They never stung me or anyone who ever came by. Tell me, how many stung you?”

    The businessman, barely speaking, says, “None… but tell me, does that calf of yours not have a mother?”

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  • Dorm Dilemma: The Cost of Curiosity

    On the first day of college, the dean is making his initial address to the incoming student body and going over some of the rules.

    “The female dormitory will be out-of-bounds for all male students, and the male dormitory is out-of-bounds for all female students. Anybody caught breaking this rule will be fined $20 the first time. Anybody caught breaking this rule a second time will be fined $60. Being caught a third time will cost you $180. Are there any questions?”

    “Yeah,” says a guy in the back. “How much for a season pass?”

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  • Anatomy Class: A Taste for the Unusual

    Some first-year medical students were attending their first anatomy class.

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    They gathered around a table where a real dead body had been placed for study. The professor began by telling them that every good doctor must have two important qualities.

    “The first,” he said, “is that a doctor must never be disgusted by anything in the human body.”

    To demonstrate, he inserted his finger into the dead body’s anus, then put the finger in his mouth and tasted it. He then asked the students to repeat what he had done.

    The students were shocked and hesitated for several minutes, but eventually, one by one, they did the same thing. Each of them inserted a finger into the body’s anus and then tasted it.

    When everyone had finished, they stood there frowning and looking uncomfortable.

    The professor looked at them and smiled. “The second most important quality of a doctor,” he said, “is observation.”

    “I inserted my middle finger,” he continued, “but I tasted my index finger.”

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