Lets make a deal

"why, we're making a laugh track," said yakko. "No one laughs at our jokes anymore and we decided to do something about it. A anamaniac without a laugh is practically useless."

"Yes," said Dot, "So let's get started again. Push the record button Wacko."

"HOld on! Hold on!" You shout. "I have a little deal for you," you say trying to catch your breath.

"We're listening," said Dot.

"I know some much better laughers than me and if you let me go, I promise to bring them here and help you with your laugh track."

"Just who are these laughers?" asked Wacko.

"It's my math teacher, mrs. Ferguson, and the gifted and talented class. She teaches them in the afternoons. All I have to do is make a phone call to the school and tell them this is a historical mansion and they should take a field trip here. They'll jump right on it. I promise."

The anamaniacs scratch their heads and then:

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