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Pg-13 humor, jokes, memes, and questionable punchlines from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.

  • The Sneezing Woman on the Flight

    A man and a woman happened to be seated side by side in first class on a cross-country flight. The flight was smooth, the seats were comfortable, and they had both settled in with their books.

    Then, without warning, the woman sneezed. She reached for a tissue, dabbed her nose politely — and then shuddered from head to toe as though someone had plugged her in. The man glanced over but said nothing.

    A few minutes later it happened again. She sneezed, reached for her tissue, and once more shook like a leaf in a thunderstorm. The man shifted in his seat. He tried to focus on his book. He could not.

    After the third time it happened, he set his book down, turned to her as discreetly as he could, and said, “Pardon me, ma’am — I don’t mean to pry, but three times now you’ve sneezed and then, well, shuddered something fierce right afterward. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.”

    The woman looked a touch embarrassed but smiled graciously. “That’s very kind of you,” she said. “I have a rather rare medical condition. Every time I sneeze, I — how shall I put this — I have a very strong orgasm.”

    The man blinked. He opened his mouth. He closed it again. Then he said, “Goodness. I’ve never heard of anything like that. Are there any treatments? What do you take for it?”

    She turned to him with a perfectly straight face and replied, “Pepper.”

  • The Honeymoon Question

    A newly married couple were lying in bed on the first night of their honeymoon when the husband, in a moment of what he would later describe as very poor judgment, propped himself up on one elbow and said, “Sweetheart… can I ask you something personal? How many men have you been with before me?”

    His wife said nothing. He waited. Still nothing. She was lying perfectly flat on her back, staring at the ceiling with a faraway expression.

    “Honey?” he tried again. “I hope I didn’t offend you. I was just curious. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

    Not a word. He started to feel genuinely bad. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Truly. It doesn’t matter one bit. I love you completely, whatever your answer might be.”

    He waited another minute. She kept staring at the ceiling. Her lips moved ever so slightly. He leaned in close. “Sweetheart? Are you all right?”

    She turned to him slowly, with the look of a woman who has been very seriously interrupted, and said, “For heaven’s sake, would you please stop talking? I’m still counting.”

  • Cinderella and the Pumpkin Diaphragm

    Once upon a time Cinderella was getting ready to go out on a date with Prince Charming. She approaches her Fairy Godmother and asks for some birth control.

    “Absolutely not!” says her Fairy Godmother.

    “Fine,” says Cinderella. “But just remember this when there are a bunch of little princes running around.”

    So her Fairy Godmother thinks about it and relents. “Okay,” she says, “I’ve turned this pumpkin into a diaphragm. However, you’d better be back before midnight, because that’s when it will turn back into a pumpkin.”

    So Cinderella goes out, and her Fairy Godmother is waiting for Cinderella to return. It’s midnight, then 1:00, then 2:00.

    Finally Cinderella comes staggering in at 2:30, a dreamy look in her eyes.

    “Where have you been?” demands her Fairy Godmother.

    “Out,” says Cinderella.

    “Didn’t that diaphragm turn back into a pumpkin at midnight?”

    “Yes.”

    “Well… what happened?” asks her Fairy Godmother.

    And Cinderella says, “I met the nicest guy… named Peter Peter.”

  • The Medicare Motel

    Old Man: “Doc, we’d like you to watch us… you know… and let us know if we’re doing it right.”

    The doctor was puzzled but agreed. When they finished, the doctor was impressed. “Everything looks perfectly fine—in fact, very impressive for people your age!” He charged them a $50 consultation fee.

    This went on for months. They’d routinely book an appointment, do their thing, pay the doctor, and leave.

    Finally, unable to hold back his curiosity, the doctor asked, “Exactly what kind of sexual dysfunction are you two trying to consult me about?”

    The old man smiled widely and replied: “Oh, we don’t have any issues, Doc. She’s married, so we can’t go to her house. I’m married, so we can’t go to mine. A three-star hotel costs $90, a five-star is $120… but here it’s only $50, and I get $43 of it back from Medicare!”

  • The Spies and the Firing Squad

    A British spy, Irish spy and Scottish spy are captured by the Nazis…

    Just as the Nazis are about to open fire, the British spy shouts

    “Hurricane!”

    and all the Nazis run, allowing the British spy to escape

    Angered, they return, and prepare to shoot the Scottish spy when he shouts

    “Typhoon!”

    and all the Nazis run, allowing the Scottish spy to escape

    The Nazis return again, angry, to kill the Irish spy when he shouts

    “Fire!”

  • She’s Left-Handed

    A wife asks her husband, a true golf nut, “Honey, if I died, would you remarry?”

    He ponders for a moment, then says, “After a proper grieving period, yes, I suppose I would. Companionship is a good thing.”

    “If I died and you remarried,” the wife next asks, “would she then live in this house?”

    He pauses to collect his thoughts, and then says, “Well, we’ve spent a lot of time and money getting this house to our exact liking. So yes, I think she would.”

    “If I died and you remarried and she lived in this house,” the wife continues, “would she also sleep in our bed?”

    Not exactly sure where his wife is going with all of this, he offers, “Well, the bed is nearly new and should last for many more years. Yes, I’m sure she would.”

    “If I died and you remarried and she lived in this house and slept in our bed,” the wife probes further, “would she use my golf clubs?”

    “Oh, no,” the husband replies, far too quickly. “She’s left-handed.”

  • Golf Balls on the Bus

    A man got on the bus with both of his front pants pockets full of golf balls and sat down next to a beautiful blonde woman.

    The puzzled blonde kept looking at him and his bulging pockets.

    Finally, after many glances from her, he looks at her and says, “It’s golf balls.”

    The blonde continued to look at him for a very long time, thinking deeply about what he had said.

    Finally, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she empathetically asks, “Does it hurt as much as tennis elbow?”

  • The Laxative Cough Remedy

    A drug store owner walks in and notices a man leaning stiffly against the wall.

    He asks the clerk, “What’s wrong with that guy?”

    The clerk says, “He came in looking for something for a cough. We were out of cough syrup, so I gave him a bottle of laxatives.”

    The owner shouts, “You idiot! You can’t treat a cough with laxatives!”

    The clerk replies, “Oh yeah? Look at him… he’s afraid to cough.”