Whenever I meet a new baby, I stand still and let it come up to me and smell my hand first before I try to pet it
*Lady gives balloon to my son*
ME: What do u say?
SON: I WILL CRUSH MY ENEMIES
ME: *nervous laughter* No, the other thing
SON: Oh. Thank you
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How did you break your leg?
[flashes back to tripping over couch] I twisted it while pushing a toddler out of the way of an oncoming train.
6 year old: daddy look we’ve had a whirlpool in our house this whole time!
Dad: for the love of god Timmy please get out of the toilet
Guard: Any last words?
Me: [smugly] photosynthesis.
Me: it sounded longer in my head.
When I die I don’t want a big funeral. I’d just like a few of my close friends to get together and try to bring me back to life…
“What’s the worst that could happen?” I ask my son, as we enter the bear enclosure in matching Winnie the Pooh costumes
ME: pssstt psssssttt! hey kid! wanna get high?
KID: mom, just throw the treehouse ladder down, and get out.
what if peach and bowser were married the whole time and we were really just controlling a paranoid schizophrenic plumber trying to kidnap his old highschool girlfriend
me *choking on a piece of popcorn*
1. Wear a black shirt
2. Roll around on my floor near my couch.
3. Admire your ‘Everything Bagel’ costume