bad jokes
All right, all right, all right.
I wasn't going to tell you this, but I just can't resist.
My infant son Mateo told his first bawdy joke the other day. He and I were hanging out in the yard. Every kid needs some primal naked time, so I took off his clothes and let him run around, jump in the kiddie pool, whatever. After a while he got a tired and came over and sat down next to me. He then did what little boys inevitably do when they're naked - he started to play with his wee willie winkie, moving it this way and that.
After a little bit of this he looked up at me with this wicked little mischievous grin on his face, put his hand to his mouth, and made the little noise he makes when you ask him, "Mateo, what does an elephant say?"
Then he giggled, and he and I had a good chuckle for a bit. What a kidder.
I wasn't going to tell you this, but I just can't resist.
My infant son Mateo told his first bawdy joke the other day. He and I were hanging out in the yard. Every kid needs some primal naked time, so I took off his clothes and let him run around, jump in the kiddie pool, whatever. After a while he got a tired and came over and sat down next to me. He then did what little boys inevitably do when they're naked - he started to play with his wee willie winkie, moving it this way and that.
After a little bit of this he looked up at me with this wicked little mischievous grin on his face, put his hand to his mouth, and made the little noise he makes when you ask him, "Mateo, what does an elephant say?"
Then he giggled, and he and I had a good chuckle for a bit. What a kidder.
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