Me: I don't know. 5-year-old: Me: 5-year-old: Is it because your cooking makes God angry
ME: Well...u know that shop where u saw that ring you love W: OMG YES M: I'm catching Pokemon near there
Midjitsu!
A pan. Duh!
Remove the wheelchair
Because they can turn any animal into a vegetable!
An unfortu-naut... God that was horrible....
5-year-old: A baby. Woman: What kind of baby 5-year-old: A human one. Nailed it.
5-year-old: It's only for people who don't have lawyers.
We thank you Lord for our daily dead!
Because she's always drinking from the coup de Grace. (This was my sister's favourite joke when we were kids. Once our mum flipped out on a long car journey because she told it too many times).