this is a long one, and the payoff isnt worth it. but i like telling this joke to people just to get the long, agonizing groan of pain from a really bad joke
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a boy in high school is nearing the end of his school year, which means it's prom season. already asked his date if she wants to go, and she said yes! all that's left is to prepare.
first, he heads downtown to rent a tux. when he gets there, he's a bit miffed to see that the rental place is busy, and he has to wait in a long line until any of the workers could help him. he waits and waits and waits, until it's finally his turn, and rents a tux.
second, he needs to buy prom tickets for himself and his date. so on the date when prom tickets finally go on sale, he comes to school with the right amount of money in his pocket. tickets go on sale during lunch at the box office near the auditorium. the bell rings, and he heads down there as fast as he can. he's annoyed to see that there's already long line that's already formed, but he gets in line. he waits and waits and waits, until it's finally his turn, and buys the tickets.
thirdly, he needs to get a fancy boutonniere for his date. unfortunately, he completely forgot it until the day of prom, so he rushes to the closest nearby flower shop. it seems that many other boys forgot boutonnieres for their dates, because there's a long line. resigned, he gets into place, and waits and waits and waits, nervously, until he's finally able to get a lovely boutonniere for his date.
finally! it's prom night! everyone seems to be having a great time. the boy and his date are killing it on the dance floor with all their friends. after busting a lot of moves, the group moves to the tables to enjoy some light refreshments. the boy's date seems especially exhausted. she asks him if he could bring her something to drink and she plops herself down at one of the chairs.
the boy acquiesces, and makes his way toward the refreshments table. he looks over the platters, and is happy to see that there's a good diversity in the types of drinks. he picks up a cup, and immediately pours himself a cup of punch, because there's no punchline.