[Dads. Lame jokes. Can’t live with them, and can’t live with them.]
My wife told me to quit impersonating a flamingo. I had to put my foot down.
I bought shoes from my drug dealer. Not sure what he laced them with, but I’ve been trippin’ all day.
I love elevator jokes because they work well on many levels.
Now I find out the clerk who said “Facing me, strip down” evidently was talking about my credit card.
I have a fear of elevators, so I’m taking steps to avoid them.
The worst thing in world history class is that the teacher tends to Babylon.
I gave away all my dead batteries today, free of charge.
An old lady at the bank asked me if I’d help her check her balance, so I pushed her.
I cut my finger cutting cheese, but now I have a grater problem.
Ah, putting the car in reverse really takes me back.
I have Irish stuff on the back deck called Patty O’Furniture.
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Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!"