The Mammoth Book of Dirty, Sick, X-Rated and Politically Incorrect Jokes is the ultimate collection of X-rated and decidedly politically incorrect jokes—an indispensable guide to the funny, the fearless and the filthy. Be warned, the contents of this spanking new bumper book are not for the faint-hearted or easily offended. This unique and up-to-the-minute compendium features thousands of politically incorrect jokes covering every topic from Alzheimer's to Zoos. Among the themes are Accidents, Adultery, Australians, Breasts, Cannibals, Cowboys, Drunks, Farting, Flight Attendants, Foreplay, Honeymoons, Jehovah's Witnesses, Marriage, Masturbation, Nuns, Old age, Orgasms, Parrots, Priests, Sodomy, Surgery, Therapy, and, of course, Viagra.
Sometimes I question myself on the impulsiveness of consuming this kind of work. On one hand, it is—at least—enjoyable as eyeball workout, on the other hand, it is a waste of paper. Finish nearly three-quarters of its 300-ish pages is a solid achievement.
There were some really funny jokes, but honestly it felt pretty fluffed up. They did consistently deliver on the offensive part. I don't much care about the offensiveness, but this book probably has the lowest "funny density" out of any joke compilation book I've read.
Some really good, bad jokes. Rest 90% filled with unnecessary flat words. A concise edition would do this book so much good, containing only the best and dirtiest.
To some extent, joke books are review- and rating-proof; you either like the jokes or you don't, and any review or rating is ultimately a judgment call. In my judgment, then, The Mammoth Book of Dirty, Sick, X-Rated and Politically Incorrect Jokes—edited by Geoff Tibballs and which I got on a whim several years ago, by the way—is more of a three and a half-star book than what I gave it, primarily because while some—even many—of the jokes are indeed very funny, there were also a rather large number that I didn't find funny, and which offended even me.
My sense of humor is usually pretty liberal: I have the ability to find humor in a lot of subjects, including taboo ones, and my usual approach is to throw stuff at the wall and see what sticks. That being said, I don't find sexist jokes at the expense of women funny, and I find them less funny as time goes on, and there were a few too many of those for my tastes. However, many other jokes were quite funny, and the best one in the book, incredibly corny and goofy as it was, renders the book a four-star book. Here it is:
What do you call a Frenchman wearing sandals?
Philippe Philoppe.
So help me, I like that kind of joke.
No more needs to be said, really. I mostly enjoyed the jokes in the book; I just wish there were fewer that offended me—which, again, goes to the nature of subjectivity with such things.
When I was in ninth grade, I spent the summer at theater camp, and one of the most treasured rituals was "the contest." A group of the older boys would shoo out the little kids and the girls, shut the door to the bank vault in the converted building, and place cash bets on who could tell the dirtiest, funniest joke based on any given topic. Winner took all. Some of the guys were gifted improvisers (I still chuckle sometimes about the donkey and the jolly rancher), but most of us were just combing our memories for the barroom stories and bathroom tales we had overheard from our schoolmates or fathers. This book was an invaluable resource for me, giving me a library of jokes and gags on any conceivable topic I could pull out and win with. They aren't all good, but with five hundred pages and a few thousand jokes and stories, you definitely get what you paid for.