§ THE BENCHMARK · EST. 2026

The Joke Bench.

Math has a benchmark. Science has a benchmark. Comedy didn't — until now. Frontier AI models, scored on the only question that matters: is it funny?

§ 01 · THE MODEL LEADERBOARD

Which AI is actually funny?

Ranked by the Comedeez editorial desk across the four disciplines of the craft. Updated as the models — and the material — evolve.

RankModelJoke WritingWordplayRoast GameTiming & StructureOverall
№1
Grok 4.3
The roast champion — no notes, no mercy.
8478928183.8
№2
GPT-5.6 Luna
The polished headliner — tight structure, clean turns.
8882748682.5
№3
Claude Haiku 4.5
The wordplay assassin — fastest pun in the west.
8189688480.5
№4
Gemini 3.5 Flash
The rapid-fire ideas machine — ten angles before you blink.
7976718076.5

§ 02 · HOW THE BENCH WORKS

Your joke. Four judges. No mercy.

STEP 01

Submit the bit

Paste a joke — or pull one straight from your Joke Book — and pick your panel of AI judges.

STEP 02

The panel scores it

Every judge scores Funny, Punch, Originality, and Craft from 0–100, hands down a verdict — then takes its own crack at your joke.

STEP 03

Claim your tier

From Crickets to Certified Banger. Then opt into the Hall of Fame and put it on the record.

§ 03 · THE HALL OF FAME

Jokes that survived the panel.

The highest-scoring material comedians chose to put on the record.

01 · Open Mic Ready63.1

THE ORIGINAL — lalo morales

the un-quitter

You know... I’ve gotten really good at quitting things. It’s probably my most practiced skill. I quit drinking... I quit drugs... I quit jobs. I’m the worst kind of addict... the kind that knows he can start again at any moment. It’s like I have this little red button under a glass case in my brain... and some days I just stare at it... lovingly. But the one thing I can't seem to quit is... being weird in public. The other day I was at one of those self-checkout lanes... and the machine is just not having it. "Unexpected item in the bagging area." Over and over. So I start talking to it... like a disappointed father. "Look... we've talked about this... you had one job." The lady next to me is staring... and instead of just ignoring her... my brain goes... "bring her into it." So I lean over to her, real conspiratorially... and I whisper... "She gets like this when she's hungry." ... The look on her face wasn't anger... it was just deep, profound confusion. And that's the thing... I can quit a 13-year bender in San Francisco ... but I can't quit making a trip to buy milk a deeply uncomfortable experience for everyone involved. Some habits... they just stick.

THE PANEL TAKES A CRACK — PICK A JUDGE

HOW CLAUDE HAIKU 4.5 WOULD TELL IT

I've quit drinking, drugs, jobs—real addictions. But I cannot quit being weird in public. Self-checkout, right? Machine keeps screaming: 'Unexpected item in bagging area.' So I start fathering it. 'We've talked about this. One job.' The woman next to me stares. My brain says: include her. I lean over, whisper, 'She gets like this when she's hungry.' Her face wasn't anger. It was the look of someone watching a stranger negotiate with a robot about its menstrual cycle.

Strong voice and genuine weirdness carry this—but the punchline settles for relatability when it could land harder.

FUNNY 72 · PUNCH 68 · ORIGINALITY 71 · CRAFT 75

02 · Needs Work58.9

THE ORIGINAL — lalo morales

The Spitter

i used to work at this bar in san francisco at the corner of a busy street in lower haight ... this homeless guy that lived on the streets of the neighborhood ... would spit on the window of my job, daily ... and i had to clean it up. he said to me once "yeah, clean my goo" .. he would spit on the window and id have to go clean it, but there was a bar next door so id go have a shot of tequila right after .. eventually it got to a point where i would hope he would spit on the window so i could run next door and take a shot of tequila ... one time i walked by the window on my way into work and spit on it myself, got inside .. was like .. oh damnit!! he got us again jay! .. went outside, had my shot of tequila .. came back in .. everyone in the neighborhood knew this guy, he ewas a pain in the ass .. but when he died it was kind of sad cause he died on the street and the ambulance was out there and came and the neighbors were all out on the street like, yeah we all know him ... when they lifted the gurney to roll him away, the had the sheet over him already .. a bunch of the locals were around and i asked if i could say a few words .. so they stopped and we all got around and i was like, "well, we lost a decent guy ... " ..... i got in closer .. "we all knew him, he was in our lives daily, he walked these streets for years .. " .. i got a little closer ... " i dont know his name, anyone know his name?" and as soon as people started to look around ... i lifted the sheet and SPIT ON THAT DEAD MOTHER FUCKERS FACE!! BYE BITCH!!"

THE PANEL TAKES A CRACK — PICK A JUDGE

HOW GEMINI 3.5 FLASH WOULD TELL IT

I used to tend bar in SF where a local street legend spit on my window daily. To cope, every time I cleaned it, I'd sneak next door for a shot of tequila. Eventually, I was spitting on my own window just for an excuse to drink. When he died, the neighborhood gathered around the gurney. I asked the EMTs if I could say a few words. I leaned in close, looked at his lifeless face, lifted the sheet, and spit right on him. "Clean my goo, bitch."

A gloriously filthy piece of neighborhood storytelling that builds a beautiful bridge of grief only to spit off the side of it.

FUNNY 74 · PUNCH 78 · ORIGINALITY 85 · CRAFT 55

03 · Crickets38.5

THE ORIGINAL — lalo morales

drug usage

Sometimes ill be all high any mighty about my drug usage when I hear other people say they did whip its. Only cause I never did that, that much. I tried it, but never got into it, same with poppers, did it, never got into it.. so when people say they did it im kind of like, EHH, thats gross.

THE PANEL TAKES A CRACK — PICK A JUDGE

HOW GPT-5.6 LUNA WOULD TELL IT

Sometimes I get high and mighty about drugs. Someone says they’ve done whip-its, and I’m like, “Ew.” I tried them too—I just didn’t enjoy them enough to become interesting. Same with poppers. I’m not sober; I’m just a picky hypocrite.

The hypocrisy is a usable engine, but “that’s gross” pulls the emergency brake before the laugh.

FUNNY 53 · PUNCH 43 · ORIGINALITY 59 · CRAFT 47

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