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Charlie Hatton
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Howdy, friendly reading person!Hallo, hallo, hallo, what’s all this, then?
Why, it looks like a Friday. Well, we can’t ‘ave a Friday without a Punchline Fever, now can we? Wouldn’t be proper. So let’s get down to it, shall we, ladies and gents?
For those of you unfamiliar to our little Friday exercise… well, where the hell have you been? Get with the program, already!
Sorry, sorry — that was rude. The person responsible for writing this blog has been sacked. Won’t happen again. And as a show of good faith, here are the Punchline Fever ‘rules’, in case you need ’em:
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.
It’s as easy as one, two, three. (Well, technically, ‘one’, ‘bee’, ‘iii’, but you get the idea.) So, without further nonsense, let’s get to this week’s Punchline Fever:
Punchline Fever #10:
‘Jill wanted to impress the cute new guy in her office, who also happened to be deaf. So she learned enough sign language to ‘sign-sing’ ‘For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow’ at his welcome party. Unfortunately, she didn’t quite get the response she’d expected, and learned later that she’d inadvertently signed out _____________________________‘
Have at it, folks. I can’t make this joke a milk-snorting gigglefest on my own. You’ve got to pitch in, too. And if you’re still in the ‘elping mood, then bop on over to the main Punchline Fever page and throw down some punchlines in the archives. There’s plenty more where this one came from. (‘Plenty’. ‘Nine’. Whatever. Just make with the ha-has already, would ya?)
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…’For he’s a jolly good penis,
For he’s a jolly good penis,
For he’s a jolly good pe-ee-ee-niiis!
That nobody wants to squeeze!‘
(And no, I don’t know exactly what Jill dragging that one ‘penis’ out so long would look like. But I bet it’d be hilarious. I’m just saying.)
” . . .
For he’s a jolly good fel-loooooow
The guy that I want to ride.”
‘Jill wanted to impress the cute new guy in her office, who also happened to be deaf. So she learned enough sign language to ‘sign-sing’ ‘For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow’ at his welcome party. Unfortunately, she didn’t quite get the response she’d expected, and learned later that she’d inadvertently signed out ‘So sorry but affirmative action blows.’
that she’d inadvertently signed out…
Do you hear what I hear
Oh that one sucked
For he’s a jolly good fellow
for he’s a jolly good fellow
for he’s a jolly good fellow
whom everyone wants to die
Little better, but not much.