As recently as 2 weeks ago the jokes in our house consisted mainly of potty words and nonsense. Let me give an example.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Butterfly
Butterfly who?
Butterfly POOPY STUPID PEEPEE BUTT
Yesterday, however, during one of our many hours in the car traipsing all over the city, humor took a leap. Observe.
Why didn't the skeleton turn off the water?
Because THERE WEREN'T ANY KNOBS ON THE FAUCET
Heh. Well, at least there weren't any potty words. I should rejoice huh?
On a totally different topic, I love the doozers. Remember Fraggle Rock? We got it from Netflix. Finn knows every word to the doozer song. Love it.
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Sounds about like all of maxine's jokes on Halloween. (Did your kids t or t in an area where they make you tell jokes? I swear its only certain parts of St. Louis.)
The only really funny one, that she stumbled upon by accident, was "What happens when Frankenstein blows up?" Answer: he pops.
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