Saturday, June 16, 2012

There's a vulture at the end of my bed

My boys and I are at my parents for Father's Day weekend.  On the way here, we started telling knock-knock jokes in the car.  Mr M made up one that's entirely inappropriate, so of course, I have to share it.

"Knock knock!"

"Who's there?"

"Your doctor."

"Your doctor, who?"

"You have cancer."

I'm seriously starting to wonder about that kid.


Boxer said...


The apple doesn't fall far from the tree does it?

Amber said...

I like this, that it's scary and serious and wrong all at the same time