17th sweater: a stack of pancakes

[bezazzled]

[Dictated excitedly]

Okay, okay. I've got the best joke for you guys.

[She clears her throat dramatically.]

A [The next word is whispered] naked lady walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm and a two foot salami under the other. She lays the poodle on the table.

The bartender says, "I suppose you won't be needing a drink."

And the lady says--

[Then there's nothing. No punchline, no other sounds. Before she can finish her joke, Paradisa sends her back to Gravity Falls.

Maybe it just didn't think that joke was appropriate for her age?]

Comments

dictated; oh no mabel

[keelahs]

What did she say?

::::(

[thiefoflight]

Um?

[samson]

Is that the joke? [Mabel.....]

:(

[rose_of_battle]

Mabel? Mabel, are you there? Are you okay?

[preformthisneigh]

[He's waited patiently for the punchline for an entire day, and there's still a whole heap of nothing.]

You know, it's really bad form to leave a punchline hanging.