Son: Boys are gathering into our yard! Dad: ...How many boys Son: All of them... Dad: MY MILKSHAKES!
Stop Dad, you're crushing me smokes!
Sorry, the punchline is the joke. If you don't get it, ask your dad.
Son: "I was the only one who could answer a question." Mother: "Oh really What was the question Son: "Who threw the eraser at the principal "
Aim to the sky, maybe you'll shoot a plane.
With a crowbar.
He was told to draw the curtains before going to sleep.
Hang one in the front!
Liberace
A milkshake
a milkshake
A dressmaker sews what she gathers a farmer gathers what he sows.
Howdy Arabia
