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Happy Friday, everybody! It's time once again for Punchline Fever! For those of you who missed last week's inaugural run, here are the rules of the game, as quoted from that post:
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.
I've also signed up to get the festivities started with a punchline of my own, just to grease your naughty little wheels. So without further ado, let's get to this week's festivities!
'Why yes, Mr. Finley, that is quite a rash you've got there. But frankly, you have to expect such things if you allow your wife to ___________________'
So dig in, folks. No lines, no waiting. And be sure to check out all the Fevers -- currently only two, but there'll be a new one every week! It's never too late to chime in, you know. This is one fever that's fun to catch! Woot!
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