Sunday, August 7, 2022

I'm Not Alone

Our children had to endure my truly awful jokes as they grew up; it's a rite of passage that every generation forces onto the next. Sort of a laugh or grimace or die moment. 

Anyway, I have found, too late for anything other than my own amusement, a motherlode of Dad Jokes that because of my selflessness and sacrifice I am delighted to share with you.

And at least for today, I'll show myself out.
-bill kenny 

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