Tuesday, November 15, 2005
The eight year old is enamored of pun-filled jokes and keeps regaling us with them. I'm not very good at faking laughter at the punch line but it seems I'm good enough to satisfy the eight year old, who is then encouraged to come up with more punny jokes. And I'm good enough to inspire the competitive spirit in the four year old who just came up with this doozy:
Four year old: Why couldn't the jar of jelly ride its telephone?Well there you have it. Late Night at Spitbull.
Eight year old: [look of puzzlement]
Four year old: This is an easy one!
Four year old: [Turns to me] Why couldn't the jar of jelly ride its telephone?
Me: [look of puzzlement]
Four year old: Think! Do you give up momma?
Four year old: Because telephones don't have wheels! Bikes have wheels! Cars have wheels!
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