March 28, 2015

Me: It was just an apple-grating technical glitch.
Wife: That was a carrot.


March 27, 2015

Wife: That’s my nose, not a stretch mark.


March 26, 2015

Eleven-Year-Old: He is a stuffed animal. Hobbes isn’t real.
Seven-Year-Old: Calvin isn’t real.


March 25, 2015

Me: You’re not going to like this.
Seven-Year-Old: No, I know they taste good!
Me: Have you ever had a cold hot dog.
Seven-Year-Old: Yes.
Me: Oh really? When?
Seven-Year-Old: Never!


March 24, 2015

Me: I thought that said “You,” but it was actually a skull and crossbones.

Ass Marmalade

March 23, 2015

Wife: Isn’t that, like, ass marmalade?
Me: What?
Wife: Ass marmalade. Taste it. It’s made with butt juice.

I must be almost forty today.


March 22, 2015

Colleague: I can’t live without reverse Polish notation.


March 21, 2015

Me: He was only about a mile up, but that’s pretty high for a fish.


March 20, 2015

Me: I just got an e-mail from “Doctor Livingston I. Presume.”


March 19, 2015

Wife: I’m never going to take you to a bear poaching event. I promise.


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