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Well, howdy, there, folks. It's Friday once again, and that can only mean three things: we're finally able to walk straight again after this week's 'Hump Day', it's only a few more hours before we can gather together and drink beer 'til we barf, and -- best of all! -- it's time again for Punchline Fever!
For you new fish around here, let's go over the ground 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.
Catch all that? All right, then -- let's cut the yakkin' and get down to the Fever!
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...they realized they had in fact boarded a ship bound for the meat factories of Brazil.
or
...someone found a meat cleaver in a kangaroo's pouch.
...the elephants, who had had an unsettling breakfast, got seasick all over the Ark. This started a chain reaction of uncontrollable vomiting the likes of which haven't been seen since Stephen King's "Stand By Me."
the dogs chased the cat which chased the mice which chased the elephants to one side of the boat causing it to capsize
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...they lost all the lizards under a pile of elephant flop.