Joke Type: dialogue

Dialogue jokes, punchlines, setups, and comedy bits from Chaotic Meh — sorted for people who know exactly what kind of bad idea they want.

  • Putin’s Driver and the Pig

    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.”

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  • The Ex-Wife and the Coffee Catch-Up

    A man bumps into his ex-wife after not talking for many years, and they decide to grab a coffee together and catch up.

    “So,” says the man, “I heard you got remarried.”

    “That’s right,” she says.

    The man smirks. “And how does he like your sorry excuse for cooking?”

    “Oh, he likes it just fine,” she says.

    “And how does he like your god-awful blowjobs?”

    “Oh, he likes them just fine,” she says.

    “Yeah? And how does he like that tired, worn-out old pussy?”

    “Oh, he likes it just fine,” she says. “Once he gets past the tired, worn-out part.”

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  • The Preacher and Mrs O’Malley

    “Mrs O’Malley, good morning,” greeted the preacher.

    “Good morning, Pastor,” she replied.

    “Last week, your husband walked out during the sermon. I hope nothing too serious is the matter?”

    “Nothing too serious, just that he has a tendency for sleepwalking.”

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  • The Fifteen-Dollar Porsche

    A fifteen-year-old came home with a Porsche, and his parents began to yell and scream at him…

    “Where did you get that car?”

    He calmly told them, “I bought it today.”

    “With what money!?” demanded his parents. “We know what a Porsche costs.”

    “Well,” said the boy, “this one cost me fifteen dollars.”

    The parents began to yell even louder. “Who would sell a car like that for fifteen dollars!?” they asked.

    “It was the lady up the street,” said the boy. “Don’t know her name — they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars.”

    “Oh my goodness!” moaned the mother. “She must be a child abuser. Who knows what she will do next? John, you go right up there and see what’s going on.”

    So the boy’s father walked up the street to the house where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting flowers. He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a Porsche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.

    “Well,” she said, “this morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he was on a business trip, but I learned from a friend he has run off to Hawaii with his secretary. Then apparently she stole all his money and stranded him there!

    Well he called me, without a dollar to his name, and asked me to sell his new Porsche and send him the money. So that’s exactly what I did.”

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  • The Sisters and the Town Name

    Two retired sisters from Ohio were on a road trip, taking their time and enjoying the scenery across the South. They had snacks in the car, country music on the radio, and plenty to chat about.

    As they drove through Texas, they kept seeing signs for a town called Nacogdoches. Before long, they started arguing about how on earth you’re supposed to pronounce it.

    One sister insisted the “g” was silent and the ending sounded like “cheese.” The other said it must be a soft “j” sound, with the ending pronounced “shay.”

    Every time another road sign appeared, the debate started all over again. Neither one was willing to back down, and it got more serious with every mile.

    Finally, they reached the town itself, and one sister said, “That’s it, we’re settling this. Let’s stop somewhere and ask a local how to say it properly.”

    They pulled into a small fast-food place and walked up to the counter to order lunch. After paying, one sister smiled and said, “Excuse me, could you help us with something?”

    “We’ve been arguing about how to pronounce the name of this place for over an hour. Would you mind saying it out loud for us… nice and slow?”

    The young man behind the counter looked at them, paused for a moment, then nodded. Very slowly and clearly, he said, “Burrr… ger… King.”

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  • The Produce Boy From Canada

    A man walks into the produce section of his local supermarket and asks to purchase half a head of lettuce. The boy working in the department tells him that lettuce is only sold in whole heads.

    Frustrated, the man insists the boy ask his manager about the matter.

    Walking into the back room, the boy says to his manager, “Some asshole wants to buy a half a head of lettuce.” And as he finishes his sentence, he turns to see the man standing right behind him, so he quickly adds, “and this kind gentleman offered to buy the other half.”

    The manager approved the deal and the man went on his way.

    An hour later, the manager finds the boy in the store and says, “I saw what you did there and was really impressed with the way you got yourself out of that situation. We like people who think on their feet here. Where are you from, son?”

    “I’m from Canada, sir,” the boy replies.

    “Why did you leave Canada for here?” the manager asks.

    The boy sarcastically responds, “Sir, there’s nothing but whores and hockey players up there.”

    “Oh really,” says the manager, “my wife is from Canada!”

    The boy quickly replies, “No shit, who’d she play for?”

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  • Billy Ray and Bubba at the Bar

    Billy Ray and Bubba walked into a bar and ordered a couple of drinks. Then they took sandwiches from paper bags they had brought from home and began to eat.

    Seeing this, the angry bar owner approached them and says, “Excuse me, you cannot eat your own sandwiches in here!”

    Billy Ray and Bubba looked at each other, shrugged, and exchanged sandwiches.

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  • The Twenty-Dollar Tomatoes

    A guy went to a supermarket to buy 2 tomatoes.

    At the checkout, the clerk said, “That’ll be $20.”

    The guy was upset. “Two tomatoes for $20? Are you out of your mind?!”

    The clerk said, “That’s the price, you want them or not?”

    The guy said, “I don’t want them, and you know what you can do with them?”

    The clerk said, “I can’t, there’s already a $10 cucumber there.”

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  • The Christmas and Easter Churchgoer

    A Pastor was standing at the church door greeting people after service.

    One man walked by and the Pastor grabbed his hand and said, “Brother, you need to join the Army of the Lord!”

    The man looked confused and said, “I’m already in the Army of the Lord, Pastor.”

    The pastor whispered, “Then how come I only see you at Christmas and Easter?”

    The man leaned in and whispered back, “Because I’m in the secret service.”

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