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Merica Says • Last Chance

Merica Says • Last Chance

January 12, 2026

Act 1: The Final Steal
Bright stage, stars and stripes and boot spur designs. John Michael Hickens comes strutting in, six-shooter in hand, belt buckle gleaming.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Welcome back to Merica Says, ya bunch of rednecks! We're down to the wire. The Freedom Friers are leadin' this race by 500, but the Lucky Stoners left two blanks on the board. Time to steal. Listen up, Jack. We asked Merica: "When the barbecue runs out, the party is…" There's an "O" and a "D" up there. Do you think you can pull them down off the board? Sure you can. You've got this!

Freedom Friers huddle.
JACK

Over!

Everybody looks at the board. The word pops up. Crowd cheers. Lucky Stoners groan.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

That's right! Boy, y'all are in some deep mess now, Stoners. But, y'all do still got a shot at the bonus round. That is, unless the Freedom Friers can steal it from you right now. Freedom Friers, if y'all can steal it, then you're going to the bonus round and the Stoners can suck it. There's just one more up there and it's a "D". What do you think it is?

Jack thinks.
Jack.

Dinner?

Everybody looks at the screen. Wrong answer dings.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Nope. Wrong. Anybody in the audience know it?

A loud guy in a trucker hat stands up, points dramatically.
TRUCKER HAT GUY

Done! Idiot!

John freezes, eyes wide.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Now now, pardner… we don't call folks idiots on this show. Even if they miss an easy one. But… yeah, it's "done." Freedom Friers, y'all are done. Lucky Stoners advance to the $15,000 bonus round. Yee-haw!

The theme song plays as they cut to commercial. John is murmuring to the losing team.
Act 2: Bonus Round Meltdown
Skip button glowing.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Round 1: One word. "America runs on…" D_____.

LUCKY STONERS TEAM CAPTAIN

Dunkin'!

Ding. Crowd cheers.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Round 2: Two words. "The only thing better than freedom is… F______ and F___.

LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Friends! Food!

Double ding. Tension builds.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Round 3: Three words. "Nothing says 'Merica' like a big ol'… G__, T____ and an A__.

Team captain panics, hits the skip button.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM CAPTAIN

Yeah, we're skippin' that.

JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Sometimes it's better to save that one for last.

John shrugs, moves on.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Final round: Four words. "When in doubt, just add…" B___, M____, G____ and F______

LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Bacon!

Buzzer.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Beer!

Ding.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Girls!

Ding.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Money!

Ding.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Fishing!

Ding. The crowd erupts.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Now, don't you go gettin' too excited. You've still gotta go back and clean that skipped one up. You've got 42 seconds left on the clock.

LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Alright.

JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Ready? Three words left. "Nothing says 'Merica' like a big ol'… G, T and A.

LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Gun!

Ding.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Truck!

Ding.
LUCKY STONERS TEAM MEMBER

Apple?

Buzzer. The next team member just stares. Timer counts down to zero. Crescendo. John turns to the audience.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Audience, can you help 'em out?

Same trucker-hat guy leaps up again.
TRUCKER HAT GUY

Ass! Idiot!

John winces and then puts his hand on his chest.
JOHN MICHAEL HICKENS

Easy now, friend… bless your heart. There's no need for any name-callin. But yeah… nothin' says Merica like a big ol "Ass". Tough break, Stoners. Y'all fought hard. But, no $15,000 today… That's it for Merica Says! Til next time. Yeehaw!

John throws his cowboy hat like a frisbee. Lights dim. Crowd claps.