October is finally over. Dane Cook can go back to being the spokesman for fratboys and douchebags everywhere, rather than being the spokesman of Major League Baseball. But what will his November be like? Let’s look into our crystal ball…
November 1, 12:01am: Crawls into a corner to cry like a little girl because October is over. “There’s only one October, there’s only one October, there’s only one October,” he bawls, while rocking back and forth in the fetal position.
November 2, 8:19pm: Realizing that he is no longer relevant now that October is over, Dane Cook’s smoking hot girlfriend, Raquel Houghton, breaks things off with him. Having a thing for October, she later goes on to date 61 year-old Reggie Jackson.
November 5, 11:43am: While waiting in line at Starbucks, a man in a Colorado Rockies t-shirt approaches Dane Cook and asks, “hey, are you Dane Cook?” Upon saying “yes, I am,” the man promptly punches Cook in the face and yells, “there’s two Octobers, bitch! This is your Red October!”
November 5, 2:07pm: While waiting in line at a Deli, a man in a New York Yankees t-shirt approaches Dane Cook and asks, “hey, are you Dane Cook?” Cook, in a shocked and appalled tone, replies, “me? That douchebag? Hell no! I want to punch that faggot in the face!”
November 11, 1:21am: While drinking at an after-party for his Cleveland show, two Indians fans see Dane Cook across the bar and are immediately reminded of their painful collapse in the ALCS. They accost Cook by holding him by his ankles upside down, and asking him to plead for forgiveness for ruining their October.
November 18, 8:37pm: While walking out to the stage at his show at Madison Square Garden, he high-fives members of the audience. He sees a man in a Mets hat and says, “let’s go Mets!” Ten seconds later, when high-fiving a girl in a Yankees hat, he says, “let’s go Yankees!” Fifteen seconds after that, he sees a man in a Texas Rangers hat, a hat that he deems unrecognizable, and shouts, “yeah! Let’s go Baseball!”
November 22, 2:30pm: At Thanksgiving dinner in Arlington, Massachusetts, Dane Cook is confronted by relatives and forced to profess his love for the Red Sox and swear he wasn’t just “rooting for a good game” during the World Series.
November 30, 4:57pm: Dane Cook’s phone rings. It is the head of marketing for the NFL, offering him a sizable sum of money for their new ad campaign: There’s Only One January! He accepts the offer, and immediately begins practicing his pronunciation of some football player guy named Favre. Is it ”FAH-ver?” Or is it “FAHV-rah?”

While I’m still sore that you posted a “There’s Only One November” joke before I did, this is still pretty freaking hillarious.
Todd
October 31st, 2007
God I wish he would go far, far away.
jason
November 1st, 2007
How did Dane Cook go from “people think he’s funny” to “i want to kill him” so quickly?
Brilliant post!
Beej
November 1st, 2007
Funny thing is: It actually makes sense for Dane to be the NCAA spokesperson. There’s only one March.
Ben K.
November 1st, 2007
How did this guy become the spokesman for baseball? This guy is such a tool. I believe the Sports Guy had a column that he showed up for some show in a Yankees hat & Sox t-shirt. Thank god that ad & Frank TV ads are something I’ll never have to watch again (every commercial break was more than enough).
Max
November 2nd, 2007