Bait and switch jokes, punchlines, setups, and comedy bits from Chaotic Meh — sorted for people who know exactly what kind of bad idea they want.
A husband got home early from work. He grabbed a beer from the fridge, sat in his favorite recliner and put the TV on a game!
His wife got home late from work! She immediately started dinner, the laundry and vacuuming!
As she walked by, her husband grabbed her hand and asked, “What are the chances of me getting laid tonight?”
She said, “Spell way!”
He replied, “W-A-Y!”
She said, “You forgot the F.”
He said, “There is no F in way!”
His wife replied, “Exactly!”
Being a literalist can sometimes be very helpful.
I can always respond to “Do these jeans make my ass look fat?” with a confident and honest “No.”
But I dread the day when she rephrases it as “Does my ass look fat in these jeans?”
Vladimir Putin and his driver were on their way to Kyiv in a car when all of a sudden they hit a pig near a farmhouse, killing it instantly.
Putin told his driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. About one hour later, Putin sees his driver staggering back to the car with a bottle of Horilka (Ukrainian vodka) in one hand, a cigar in the other, and his clothes all disheveled.
“What happened to you?” asked Putin.
“Well, the farmer gave me the Horilka, his wife gave me a box of cigars and their 19 year old and 21 year old daughters made mad passionate love to me simultaneously.”
“My God, what did you tell them?” asks Putin.
The driver replies, “I’m president Putin’s driver, and I just killed the pig.”
I took my eight-year-old girl to the office with me on Bring Your Child to Work Day.
As we walked around the office, she starting crying, so I asked her what was wrong.
As my colleagues gathered round, she sobbed: “But Daddy, where are all the clowns you said you worked with?”
At my vasectomy consultation, the doctor said, “Now THIS is a big, beautiful penis!”
Then he pulled his pants back up and told me to get undressed.
A cab driver dies and reaches the Pearly Gates.
St. Peter looks him up in his Big Book and tells him to pick up a gold staff and a silk robe and proceed into Heaven.
Next in line is a preacher.
St. Peter looks him up in his Big Book, furrows his brow, and says, “OK, we’ll let you in, but take that cloth robe and wooden staff.”
The preacher is shocked.
“But I am a man of the cloth! You gave that cab driver a gold staff and a silk robe. Surely I rate higher than a cabbie!”
St. Peter responds matter-of-factly:
“This is Heaven, and up here we’re interested in results. When you preached, people slept. When the cabbie drove his taxi, people prayed.”
Little Johnny walks into school one day to find a substitute in place of his regular teacher.
She says, “Hello class. I’m Miss Prussy. When you say my name, remember it has an ‘R’ after the first letter.”
The entire class says, “Hello, Miss Prussy!”
A few days later, Johnny’s regular teacher is out again, and Miss Prussy has returned as the substitute.
She says, “Good morning, Johnny. Do you remember my name?”
Johnny thinks hard, and he says to the teacher, “I remember it has an ‘R’ after the first letter.”
“That’s right!” she coaxed.
After a few seconds, little Johnny says, “Miss Crunt?”
