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June 04, 2004

Callin' In a... Fever

Holy hell, is it Friday again already? Where do the workdays go? Could I possibly have slept through another five?

Well, it hardly seems possible, and yet Senor Calendar tells us that it's time to kick off another weekend, so here we go with the latest Punchline Fever. Strap on your thinking thongs, folks, and let's get to it. But first, a quick review of 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 how she's done, people. Now let's have at it.

Punchline Fever #16:
'Baseball's Montreal Expos are looking for a new home city in which to play, and one of the strongest candidates is Las Vegas. Now, at first glance, 'America's Pastime' and 'Sin City' don't seem like a natural fit. But I think it's a chance for some creative marketing -- just think how much more exciting a trip to the ball game would be if ___________________________________'

That's all there is to it. Now fire up those funny bones and hop to it -- that blank's not gonna fill itself. And once you're done with that one, there are plenty more in the Punchline Fever archives. So get crackin', and crack us all up. I'm taking a few hours off. Peace.

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Comments

...we had strippers dancing on the foul poles during the '7th inning stretch'.

Posted by: Charlie | June 4, 2004 02:06 AM

the "ball girls" sat nowhere near the outfield foul lines.

Posted by: tony | June 4, 2004 02:33 AM

Pete Rose was the manager.

Posted by: kpl | June 4, 2004 03:00 AM

Pete Rose was the manager.

Posted by: kpl | June 4, 2004 03:00 AM

Wayne Newton sang the national anthem, betting was required and the games were rigged.

Posted by: Brad | June 4, 2004 12:55 PM

...the Hot Dog, Peanuts, and Beer Vendors in the stands were all moonlighting topless waitresses...can't you just imagine it?

Posted by: Holly | June 4, 2004 01:03 PM

the first 1,000 fans got a voucher for a prostitute 'freebie' instead of a crummy bobblehead.

Posted by: Dawn | June 4, 2004 02:06 PM

...homeruns were rewarded with lapdances.

Posted by: Zoot | June 5, 2004 09:36 PM

'Baseball's Montreal Expos are looking for a new home city in which to play, and one of the strongest candidates is Las Vegas. Now, at first glance, 'America's Pastime' and 'Sin City' don't seem like a natural fit. But I think it's a chance for some creative marketing -- just think how much more exciting a trip to the ball game would be if ___________________________________'

the Nevada brothels pitched in and gave bobble head night a whole other meaning...

Posted by: JB | June 7, 2004 10:01 AM

after the Las Vegas Expos lost the other teams pitcher had his knees mysteriously broken and bookies were making odds on which knee broke first.

Posted by: JB | June 8, 2004 08:28 AM