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Category Archives: My Funny Side
Were You a Booker on Dr. Seuss’ Birthday?
And now a scene from “Driving Home From Target: A Suburban Mom Documentary”:
Ultra G: Do you think the water’s going to be cold at swimming tomorrow?”
Me: Not sure, honey. It’s heated, but it is February.
Super A: It’s March, Mom.
Me: That’s what I meant. It’s March. And it’s cold. And I just want a car with heat on the driver’s side so my hands won’t turn blue.
(Insert silence and children looking at one another.)
Ultra G: Yeah, okay. But do you think the water will be cold?
Me: Probably, but you’ll be fine.
That Thing Called Offensive.
I get a lot of emails everyday. A LOT. Yesterday, I got an email from someone I’ve known for a very long time. It was a forwarded email with a short note attached and was, in the sender’s mind, quite humorous.
Only, I didn’t find it funny in the least. I found it really offensive. And I bet, if the person who sent it really read what was sent and thought about it for longer than a millisecond, it never would have been forwarded. That person should have known better and I expect more from them.
Racial jokes are not funny. Ever.
Sweet Pea: “Daddy, why is it called a unicorn?”
Super Dad: “Because it has one horn.”
Sweet Pea: “So if it had two horns it would be called a TWO-NICORN!”