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

Weiner Retriever
Can’t Stop Thinking About Obama

WHEN YOU CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT OBAMA

@_LaTRUTH
Blacks for Trump

BLACKS FOR TRUMP

LAZY FUCKS, CAN’T EVEN HOLD UP THEIR OWN SIGNS
This Turkey Sandwich Better Chill TF Out
Try again, Einstein

Day after day, the same guy keeps taking my favorite parking space at work, so I keep keying the sides of his car. And each morning, he shows up again with it painted a new color and with a different license plate, just to confuse me. Ha! Try again, Einstein!
Show Him Your Badge

A DEA officer stopped at our farm yesterday.
Clean Mode hides the spicy parts.
Unleash Chaos

“I need to inspect your farm for illegally grown drugs,” he said.

I replied, “Okay, but don’t go in that field over there.”

The DEA officer exploded. “Mister, I have the authority of the federal government with me!”

Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out his badge and shoved it in my face.

“See this fucking badge? This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish, on any land. No questions asked, no answers given! Do I make myself clear? Do you understand?”

I nodded politely, apologized, and went back to my chores.

A short time later, I heard loud screams. I looked up and saw the DEA officer running for his life, being chased by my big old mean bull.

With every step, the bull was gaining ground, and it looked like the officer would get gored before he made it to safety.

So I threw down my tools, ran to the fence, and shouted at the top of my lungs:

“Your badge! Show him your fucking badge!”
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You Can Get Your Butthole Turned Into Chocolates – Edible Anus

umm wtf?? You can get your butthole turned into chocolates 😂

‘Edible Anus’ Company Makes Chocolate Molds of Your (Or a Loved One’s) Butthole
Your Essay Must Start With an Attention Grabber – Barbecue Sauce on My Titties

teacher: your essay must start with an attention grabber

me: so i’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties
Why Is There a Coyote on the Bus? They Can’t Fucking Drive Karen

karen @vibeaholic

why is there a coyote on the bus?

Jonathan @LowkeyNerdy

probably because they can’t fucking drive karen
Chillin’ With My Homies at the Last Supper – This Food You’re Eating Is My Body – YAHWEH

SO I WAS CHILLIN’ WITH MY HOMIES AT THE LAST SUPPER AND I WAS LIKE BROS… THIS FOOD YOUR EATING IS MY BODY.. THEY WERE ALL LIKE NO WAY!

AND I WAS LIKE, YAHWEH