Archive for July, 2011

The twist ending

I was driving Samantha home from kindergarten, and as we do, we were singing songs. On the third time through Old Macdonald, she sang: “And on that farm he had NO MORE COWS.” I looked at her quizzically, so she widened her eyes, spread her hands apart and squeaked “someone STOLE all his cows!”

It’s often hard to tell whether he’s joking or not

“I like your farts, Daddy. They scare people.”