Jokes. As told by T

On the way home from school yesterday, I was delighted to have a front row…well, actually driver’s….seat to the stand-up act my 5-year old is obviously preparing. It went something like this:

T: Mama, wanna hear a joke?

Me: I’d LOVE to hear it. (from the rearview mirror, I notice she is holding a book of “Monster Jokes”)

T: Why do werewolves howl up at the full moon?

Me: Gee…I don’t know. Why?

T: Because root beer makes them burp. (very proud, yet forced, giggles)

Me: (Silent, blank stare) 

T: I don’t really get it.

Me: Whew! Me either. 

Then we both roared with laughter!

Turns out, she was reading the joke from one page, and the punch line from the next, as pointed out by G when she climbed in the car. The two pages should have gone something like this:

Why do werewolves howl up at the full moon?  Because you can’t howl down at the moon!! 

Why do vampires drink blood? Because root beer makes them burp! 

I don’t know about y’all, but I liked T’s version better 🙂

Give it to me straight. I can take it :-)

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