Fever in the Morning, Fever in the Evening, Fever in the Dead of Night [Where the Hell Was I?]

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June 18, 2004

Fever in the Morning, Fever in the Evening, Fever in the Dead of Night

Hey, hey, hey, kiddies!

Welcome to the first day of the next year of the rest of this blog!

(Yeah, I'm still giddy over yesterday's one-year bloggiversary. Twelve whole months of ridiculous drivel. Hardly seems possible, what with this straightjacket and everything, eh?)

Anyway, what better way to kick off year two than with another installment of everybody's very favorite of all the features that are on this site and that start with the letter 'P': Punchline Fever!

For those of you just clambering onto the bandwagon, here's what this little endeavor entails:

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.

Nothing to it, eh? So let's get groovin', and pump this Friday up! It's Fever time!

Punchline Fever #18:
'Melody decided to give her elderly husband a big surprise on his birthday by jumping out of a big cake at his party, wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini. Of course, it might have worked out a little better if she hadn't
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Have at it, people -- that's all you're getting until next week. But feel free to dig into the Punchline Fever archives for further yukkery. Hasta la fever, amigos!

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