Mildly popular philosopher Sharvin Hollowell once said: "Comedy is wasted on comedians." For once, he was right. For twice, the "fun"-opoly held by jokesmiths on japes and jests, that contributes to the col-"laugh"-pse of our "fun"-conomy, will finally meet its appropriate end as a maggot-infested heap in a "fun"-marked grave on the side of the "ha"-way. All this and more* thanks to the Wrestling Team Joke Generator!
For too long the Merry Pranksters, a Five Corners-based "bon mot"-fia, have torn your families asunder, butchered your humours, and viciously fucked you with knives. However, you ought no longer fear the oppressive joke tariffs and questionable manners of the Merry Pranksters; for, like a slightly less funny Karl "Deutsch" Marx, Wrestling Team has broken free from their ranks and will return the jokes to their rightful possessors, the people.
On a routine voyage to the moon, Wrestling Team was entrusted with the ultimate in Joke Generators, on the condition that they use it to restore the balance between good and funny. Twenty years later, we remembered to forget to act on our promise, and now we will never forget to remember never to forget again.
Remember the battle cry of the Funny Bone Five! "O GRAB ME!"
See you at the crossroads, brothers.
*Joke Generator also responsible for the 1973 Chilean coup-d'état, also "Fun"-yuns.