I worked with a fella that knew lots of this style of jokes. I'm sure there's a name for this style. He was a masterful Carolina story teller, he'd tell them like he'd just read it in the Daily News and would draw everybody in, and have us waiting breathlessly before delivering the punch line. Like the Guy that used to work with us. You remember... Whatshisname. No, not him. The other guy. Anyway... he was sewing a seam in a convertible top for a Camaro and got caught in the sewing machine at the auto upholstery shop... He's fully recovered now. My favorite was the guy from Base Forestry with two wooden legs. He'd lost both legs in Vietnam, but he could get around in the woods just fine. He was working a controlled burn and got himself turned around in the smoke. Before he knew it he was surrounded by flames... Burned his ass to the ground.