Two-Headed

January 31, 2020

Me: I think Gnash went to the little two-headed ogres’ room.

Scary

January 30, 2020

Wife: Is that a zombie dinosaur?
Fifteen-Year-Old: No.
Me: It’s a dinosaur wearing a scary mask.

Giggling

January 29, 2020

Wife: Stop giggling at your penis!

Bogus

January 28, 2020

Friend: Bogus cheeser city searcher.

Three

January 27, 2020

Me: What’s the matter? Is there something wrong?
Fifteen-Year-Old: Three days!
Me: “Three days,” what? “Three days,” what?
Fifteen-Year-Old: Just be quiet.

Bug

January 26, 2020

Friend: Plus, the bug smells like him.

Quickly

January 25, 2020

Me: Please finish your quesadilla quickly.
Eight-Year-Old: I can’t.
Me: Why not?
Eight-Year-Old: I’m not sitting.
Me: Thank you, Severian.

Judge

January 24, 2020

Me: Usually, that’s a metaphor: “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” But this time, we mean it literally, not to judge it based just on its cover.

The Tub

January 23, 2020

Eight-Year-Old: No, you have to drop out to get in the tub.

Bink

January 22, 2020

Cousin’s Cousin [to her niece]: Tell Grandpa, “That’s my bink.” You don’t touch a girl’s bink.