Joke Type: dark humor

Dark humor jokes, grim punchlines, and comedy from the questionable end of the emotional buffet from Chaotic Meh — sorted for people who know exactly what kind of bad idea they want.

  • Missing Elf

    Missing Elf

    MISSING ELF

    4’5” 49 Lbs

    DeCeti’s ’95

  • Dead Cat’s Legs Point Toward Heaven Joke

    Little Lucy went out into the garden and saw her pet cat lying on the ground with its eyes shut and its legs in the air. She fetched her Dad to look at Tiddles, and on seeing the cat he said, as gently as he could. “I’m afraid Tiddles is dead Lucy”.

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    “So why are his legs sticking up in the air like that Daddy?” asked Lucy as she fought back the tears.

    At a loss for something to say the father replied, “Tiddles’ legs are pointing straight up in the air so that it will be easier for Jesus to float down from heaven above and grab a leg and lift Tiddles up to heaven”.

    Little Lucy seemed to take her cats death quite well. However two days later when her father came home from work Lucy had tears in her eyes and said: “Mummy almost died this morning”.

    Fearing something terrible had happened the father shook the girl and shouted, “How do you mean Lucy?”

    “Well”, mumbled Lucy, “soon after you left for work this morning I saw mummy lying on the floor with her legs in the air and she was shouting “Oh Jesus!!! I’m coming, I’m coming!!!” and if it hadn’t been for the milkman holding her down she would definitely have gone, Daddy”.

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  • Reaching In Backpack

    Reaching In Backpack

    when the white kid in class getting roasted and starts reaching in his backpack

  • No Means No Dyslexic

    No Means No Dyslexic

    NO MEANS NO, UNLESS SHE’S DYSLEXIC

    THEN IT’S ON

  • John’s Terrible Choice at the Farmer’s Market

    A truck driver named John was in court after a horrific accident where he drove his truck through a crowded farmer’s market, claiming fifty lives.

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    The courtroom was silent as the prosecutor approached the stand, looking John dead in the eye.

    The prosecutor said, “John, we have the tire tracks. We have the witness testimony. You were driving down a straight road. To your left, there was a lone man fixing a flat tire. To your right, there was a crowded market with fifty people. You steered directly into the crowd. How do you explain yourself?”

    Wiping his brow and looking distressed, John replied, “It was a nightmare, sir. I was coming down the hill when my brakes completely gave out. I was flying! I had a split second to make a choice.”

    The prosecutor asked, “And you chose to hit fifty people instead of one man?”

    John exclaimed, “No! Of course not! I’m not a monster. I aimed for that one guy!”

    The prosecutor, now even more confused, shouted, “Then how did you end up plowing through the entire market and killing fifty people?”

    John sighed heavily and answered, “Well, just as I was about to hit him… the jerk started running toward the crowd!”

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  • Calling the Police After All

    An elderly gentleman came home one night to find a homeless girl of about seventeen ransacking the place. He grabbed her by the arm and was just about to call the police when the girl dropped down on her knees and pleaded, “Please don’t call the police, mister, oh please!! If you don’t, I’ll let you make love to me and do whatever you want with my body!”

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    The old man thought for a moment and decided to give in. Soon they were naked and in bed together. The old man tried hard and tried hard, but finally, he rolls over, exhausted, and embarrassed.

    “I’m sorry, young lady…but it’s no use,” he gasped. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to call the police after all.”

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  • Except a Crippling Illness

    Whatever doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger. Except a crippling illness that leaves me comatose and on a respirator, that is.

  • John’s Compliment Comes Back to Haunt Him

    John receives a phone call.

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    “Hello,” he answers.

    The voice on the other end says, “This is Susan. We met at a party about 3 months ago.”

    John: “Hmm… Susan? About 3 months ago?”

    Susan: “Yes, it was at Bill’s house. After the party you took me home. On the way we parked and got into the back seat. You told me I was a good sport.”

    John: “Oh, yeah! Susan! How are you?”

    Susan: “I’m pregnant and I’m going to kill myself.”

    John: “Say, you ARE a good sport.”

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  • This Little Piggy

    You’d think that at some point the little piggy that went to market might swing by the pharmacy and pick up something for the one with the uncontrollable bladder.

  • Domestic Dispute

    Domestic Dispute

    “Sir, did you make a 911 call concerning a domestic dispute?”