Many years ago I went to my High School prom It was a very involved process. Leading up to the prom I had to stand in line to get fitted for my tuxedo. I had to stand in line to reserve the limo for my date. Then I had to stand in line again to pick my tux up once it was ready. The day of the prom finally arrived, but I had to go stand in line to pick up my boutonnière. That florist was out of corsages, so I had to go stand in line at yet another florist to get a corsage for myself. Finally, the limo picks me up and takes me to her house. I meet the dad, give her the corsage, and escort her to the limo in style. The limo drops us off at the prom, and we dance a few dances. Then my date says she is thirsty, so I go to get her a drink. And, much to my surprise, there was no punch line.