I love you too? I shall cast deciding vote. Whoever tells the best joke wins. You have 12 hours (Or until someone swaps their vote, but please don't, I wanna get jokes)
A high school senior has been with his girlfriend for 3 years. With their final year of high school coming to an end, he wants to do something special for his girlfriend. The senior prom, as per tradition, happens at the end of the school year and he decides to go all out for it and make it a memorable night. He's saved enough money from scholarships to be able to rent a nice, glimmering white tuxedo from a top designer. With the leftover money, he figures he can afford to rent a limousine to pick him and his girlfriend up from her house on the night of the prom and arrive at the venue in style. With all this in mind, he looks up a local limo rental service and finds a location downtown. He gets in his car and drives to the rental shop. When he walks in the door, he sees that the limo line stretches all the way from the front desk, around several dividers, and almost to the door. He considers leaving and spending his extra money elsewhere, but he ultimately decides to wait through the line. After all, his girlfriend's happiness is worth the trouble. After about an hour, he finally arrives at the front of the line and books the limousine for the night of the prom. On his way home, he passes by a tailor with a big "SALE" sign plastered across the front window. He figures that if he can save money on the tux, he'll be able to afford a lovely bouquet of flowers for his girlfriend. He pull up to the shop and notices that the sign has attracted a huge crowd of people. The tux line stretches out the door and halfway down the street. He starts to get back into his car, but he can't shake the thought of his girlfriend's face upon receiving a perfect bouquet of roses. So he gets in line and waits and waits and waits. Finally, after two hours, he leaves the store with his rental tuxedo - glimmering white, just like he wanted - and drives home. The night before the prom, the anxious teen goes straight to the flower shop after school to pick out the perfect flowers to give to his girlfriend. Unfortunately, he's not the only guy with this idea. Half the guys at his school are lined up at the flower shop to get flowers for their own girlfriends. The massive string of teenage boys stretches out the door, down the street, and all the way around the block. It's a tiny family-owned shop with only a single register, so the flower line takes hours and there are hardly any flowers left once he reaches the front. He pays the exhausted cashier and drives himself home. The next day is the last day of school. The halls are filled with excited chatter about summer plans. All the men are clearly on edge about the prom happening later that evening. You could practically smell the hormones. The day comes to and end and our hero drives home to get himself ready. Finally, the prom is starting soon. With his tuxedo on and his hair slicked back, the boy goes to his girlfriend's house and rings her doorbell. She answers it herself, dressed in a perfect light blue strapless dress. Her hair is all done up and her makeup is flawless. The boy is so stunned he almost forgets to give her the flowers. Her face lights up and she kisses him on the cheek. They go inside and wait for their limo to arrive. Once they finally get to the venue for the prom, they discover that a lighting issue has delayed the start time of the prom and forced everybody out of the building until it can be repaired. Their entire senior class is lined up in a slightly rambunctious line that rune all the way down the street, around the block, and back again. The happy couple take their place at the back of the line and wait, as the boy is all so accustomed to doing. Later that night, the prom is going full swing. Both of them are having the time of their lives. His girlfriend says she is thirsty and asks him to get her a drink from the punch table. The boy walks over to the punch table and there's no punch line.
A pirate walks into a bar with a ship's steering wheel stuck to the front of his pants. The bartender asks, "Hey, doesn't that hurt?" The pirate growls, "Aye, it's drivin' me nuts."
