That riddle threw me until I read it without the question mark. “What” has four letters, etc.
Today’s Father’s Day and, consequently, Dad Joke Day.
Nobody dead in this pool… maybe cos those tired jokes don’t exactly kill.
It’s a Marvel, though…. all Dads say the same stuff.
If you’re a Dad…. have a super day.
I think the pool should be smaller, maybe just a Wade-ing pool.
Clearly though, the jokes my poor daughter was raised with were from the same pool, and not necessarily the deep end.
I have told these jokes. My children have survived. My “Dad Support Group” is very affirming. And now? On to the grandchildren!!!
What, not even ONE story about walking to school fifty miles in a blizzard (all uphill) and fifty miles home in the same blizzard (also all uphill)?!!!!!
When I was 7, my father told me he belonged to two fraternities in college. They were Eta Bite a Pi and Felt a Nu Thigh. I went to school the next day and proudly told the nuns about it. Couldn’t understand why they made my dad come to school. My dad thought it was hysterically funny. Really miss my dad.