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Okay, kiddies -- it's time again for another installment of Punchline Fever. So let's not beat around the bushski -- let's lock and load and see what manner of hilarity this week's premise will bring us. But first, the rules:
1) I'll sit around, day and night, thinking of a short but flexible setup for a joke.
B) I'll post the best setup I can think of, but with a blank where the punchline should go.
iii) Then it's up to you to come up with your best line, and leave it in the comments, for all to snicker over.
That's all you need to know, folks. So now, let's hop in with both feet and deliver a... Punchline Fever:
...kept stuffing the customers' change down the front of their pants.