Sarah Silverman calls herself a comic known for dirty jokes in her memoir, The Bedwetter. She stays true to this image in her latest Netflix special, PostMortem. Although much of her new hour focuses on the death of her parents, she still delivers some of her classic shocking jokes. She says, “Because the show is so sad, I worry and then go too far the other way.”
To lighten the mood, here are seven of Silverman’s dirtiest jokes from PostMortem that won’t be part of any eulogy:
About fancy folded toilet paper in hotel bathrooms: “There’s nothing more luxurious than knowing that a stranger’s fingers have handled something you will press against your asshole at some point.”
“Lately, I’ve started jerking my boyfriend off with my nondominant hand. It feels like someone else is doing it.”
“Sometimes we talk about fantasies during sex. Once, while fooling around, I said, ‘You just showed up at my summer camp.’ He was like, ‘Ugh.’ Then he saved it by saying, ‘But you own the camp, right?’”
“Another time, when I was on top of him, he said, ‘This is crazy! I don’t even know your last name!’ I played along and said, ‘It’s Hitler.’ He came immediately, which was a little unsettling.”
“My biological mother, Beth Ann O’Hara—I know some of you are thinking—married an Irish-Catholic man. She’s fully Jewish. You can still jerk off to me.”
“I believe our loved ones watch over us. Maybe not all the time, but in important moments, like when we’re masturbating.”
“If you wonder who you really are, look at the ads sent to you on your phone. That’s who you are.
