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Some Fun RV Jokes to Tickle Your Funny Bone

Posted by Cristina Escarilla on 1/11/2012 to Stories
I ran across this website yesterday as I searched for some blogs to share and it was filled with a bunch of RV Jokes, so to bust your gut laughing or get a mild chuckle here are some that I deemed worthy enough to share with everyone. :)
When you get an urge. . .

Sometimes when you're driving down the highway in your motorhome you get real hungry. And you might get an urge for a special food -- like cottage cheese, for example! Well, in California, so many motorists crave cottage cheese that the state highway department has set up special cottage cheese directional signs. You think we're kidding? Do pictures lie?

Mistaken identity
A dog was resting in a campground and an RVer was reading nearby on a lawn chair.

"Excuse me, sir, but does your dog bite?" a recently arrived camper asked. The RVer looked up over his newspaper and replied, "Nope."

Yet when the camper approached the animal, it began snarling and growling, and then attacked his legs. After pulling away from the crazed animal, he yelled, "I thought you said your dog didn't bite!"

The RVer muttered, "Ain't my dog."

The good ol' days

A couple of elderly RVers who'd recently celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary were sitting on the sofa in their Airstream motorhome, when the wife said, "Dear, do you remember how you used to sit close to me?" He moved over and sat close to her.

"Dear," she continued, "do you remember how you used to hold me tight?" He reached over and held her tight.

"And," she went on, "do you remember how you used to hug me and kiss me and nibble on my ear?" With that, her husband got up and started to walk toward the rear of the motorhome.

"Where are you going?" she asked. "Well," answered the husband, "I have to get my teeth."

Saved by her Winnebago
A young, pregnant RVer named Sally was involved in a traffic accident, but because she was riding in a sturdy Winnebago, she survived, although she was left in a coma. When she awoke a few days later in the hospital she was no longer pregnant! She asked her doctor, "What happened?"

He replied, "Sally, you had twins -- a boy and a girl. Your brother named them for you."

"Oh, no!" shrieked Sally. "Not my brother! His elevator doesn't go to the top floor, if you know what I mean!" The doctor replied, "Well, Sally, your brother named your daughter Denise."

"Whew, that's not so bad," she replied, looking very relieved. Then, hesitantly, she asked, "What's the boy's name?"

"Denephew," he said.

Mistaken positioning
Joe and Ed, both from Duluth, Minnesota, were standing in the shallow end of a swimming pool at the Fountain of Youth RV park at California's Salton Sea, discussing how happy they were to be in sunny California rather than being back in frigid Minnesota. As they were talking, Ed noticed something funny about his friend's ear. "Joe," he said, "do you know you've got a suppository in your left ear?" Startled, Joe replied, "I have a suppository in my ear???"

"That's right," said Ed, "you have a suppository in your ear."

Joe immediately pulled it out, then said, "Thanks, buddy. I'm glad you saw this thing. Now I know where I put my hearing aid."

Poor Mr. Maxwell. . .
Few people know that the late Mr. Maxwell, founder of Maxwell fHouse Coffee, was a veteran skydiver and RVer. Near his hometown, it was common to find Mr. Maxwell at the airport in his Avion Fifth Wheel, relaxing and visiting with his many friends as he waited for his next jump. One fateful day, however, something went terribly wrong, and his parachute failed to open. His friends and employees were horrified, to stay the least, at the demise of this very kind and gentle man. And so when it came to preparing his epitaph, they had no problem finding the words: "Mr. Maxwell . . . good to the last drop."

Did you hear about the RVer who lost his left arm and leg in an accident?

He's all right now.

A motorhome broke down along the freeway one day, so the driver eased it over onto the shoulder of the busy road.

He jumped out of his driver side door, walked around his rig and opened the door to the coach itself. Out popped two men in trench coats

The men stood behind the motorhome and immediately opened up their coats, exposing themselves to the passing traffic. The result was one of the worst pile-ups in the road's history.

Later, when questioned by an angry highway patrolman why he put two deviates along the side of the road, the RVer replied, "I was broken down, so I just used my emergency flashers!"

Speed Trap

A police officer near Corpus Christi, Texas, had a perfect hiding place for watching for speeding cars and RVs. But one day, everyone was under the speed limit, and the officer soon learned why: A 10-year old boy was standing up the road a quarter mile with a large hand-painted sign that read "RADAR TRAP AHEAD." A little more investigative work led the officer to the boy's accomplice, another 10-year old boy about 100 yards beyond the radar trap with a sign that read "TIPS." At his feet was a bucket-full of change.

Many RVers will identify with these "laws of nature"
"OLD" is when your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and make love," and you answer, "Honey, I can't do both!"
"OLD" is when your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot.

"OLD" is when a sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker opens the garage door

"OLD" is when going bra-less pulls all the wrinkles out of your face.

"OLD" is when you don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.

"OLD" is when you are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.

"OLD" is when "Getting a little action" means I don't need to take any fiber today.

"OLD" is when "Getting lucky" means you find your car in the parking lot.

"OLD" is when "all nighter" means not getting up to potty !

His wish was granted

There was an RVer named Art from Portland, Ore., who stumbled upon a Genie in a bottle who granted him one wish. Art said, "I want to explore the big island of Hawaii in my motorhome, but I can't afford to send it there by ship. So my wish is that you to build a road from the coast of Oregon to Hawaii." The Genie replied, "I'm sorry, but that is too difficult. The length and the depth of the ocean would make that task impossible, even for a Genie like me. So you must make another wish." Art quickly replied, "Okay, I never could understand women. I want to know 'How do they think and what do they really want?'" The Genie paused for a moment, deep in thought, and then replied, "Do you want that two lanes or four?"

The RVer's fishy story

An RVer named Stanley was stopped recently by a game warden in Northern California as he was returning to his Roadtrek motorhome with a bucket full of still-alive fish. "Do you have a license to catch those fish?" the game warden asked. The man replied, "No, sir. These are my pet fish."

"Pet fish?" the warden asked. "Yes, sir. Every night I take these fish down to the lake where I'm camped and let them swim around for awhile. When they hear my whistle, they jump right back into the bucket and I take them back to the motorhome."

"That's a bunch of baloney," the game warden said as he reached for his pad of citations. The man looked at the game warden for a moment and then said, "If you don't believe me, then follow me back to the lake to see how it works."

Still suspicious, but curious, the game warden agreed. And so they walked to the lake. There, the man poured the fish into the water, where they disappeared. "Okay," said the game warden. "Call them back."

"Call who back?"

"The fish," replied the warden.

"What fish?" asked the man.

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson go camping

Sherlock Holmes and Dr.Watson went on a camping trip, set up their tent, and fell asleep. An hour later, Holmes woke up his faithful friend.

"Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see." Watson replied, "I see millions of stars".
"What does that tell you?" asked Holmes. Watson pondered a minute. "Astronomically speaking, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past one. Theologically, it's evident the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you?"
Holmes was silent for a moment, and then spoke. "Watson, you idiot, someone has stolen our tent."

Nasty bikers and the RVer
Imagine three of the nastiest outlaw bikers you've ever seen or heard of, all riding shiny chromed-chopped Harleys with dinky gas tanks. These are the kind of guys that give motorcycling a bad name. They stink, their hair is unkempt, their clothes are greasy, and they're rude.

Anyway, three such desperados pull into a roadside cafe where there's no one there except a RVer and a waitress. They decide to have some fun with the RVer, so they put on their most trucculent sneers and walk up to his table.

The first one dips his finger into the man's coffee, stirs it a bit and puts the finger in his mouth and pronounces "This is lousy coffee".

The next one picks up the RVer's soup bowl, sniffs it, spits into it and says, "This is lousy soup".

The last one picks up the RVer's hamburger, squeezes it to a pulp and announces "This is a lousy hamburger".

The RVer quietly gets up, politely pays his bill and walks out. The lead desperado turns to the waitress and says "That guy ain't much of a man, is he?"

The waitress pauses and deadpans "He ain't much of a driver either ... he just backed over three motorcycles on his way out of here."

The mechanic and the heart surgeon
A mechanic was removing a cylinder head from the engine of a class ‘A’ motorhome when he spotted a well-known heart surgeon in his shop. The surgeon was there waiting for the service manager to come take a look at his RV when the mechanic shouted across the garage "Hey doc, can I ask you a question?"

The surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to where the mechanic was working on the motorhome. The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked, "So Doc, look at this engine. I opened its heart, take the valves out, repair any damage, and then put them back in, and when I finish, it works just like new. So how come I get such a small salary and you get the really big bucks, when you and I are doing basically the same work?

The surgeon paused, smiled and leaned over and whispered to the mechanic, "Try doing it with the engine running."
source: RV Jokes
Hope you enjoyed them like I did! Happy Hump Day!!
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