He failed the main course.
Then I can have a “Hoosier Daddy” bumper sticker.
A scholarship
He wasn’t the top of his class, but his grades here in the high C’s...
Because they always end up getting expelled.
Be a midhusband
By making sure you stay on track...
I recently got accepted into Virginia Tech's graduate program. For those who don't know, their mascot is the "Hokie". This past Sunday, Dad looks at me and states, "Well at least they have a really well known fight song." "Um...I'm not sure what it is, haven't heard it yet." He then proceeds to start singing the Hokie Pokie, and begins laughing hysterically, to the groan of the whole family.
Basically, I want to be a veteran aryan veterinarian.
Doctor.
Someone had to clean the toilets and keep the place clean.
It was a stirring tribute.
Dear Dad,
University i$ really great.
I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard.
With all my $tuff, I $imply ¢an't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.
Love, your $usie.
I immediately replied back…
Dear Susie,
I kNOw that astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy.
Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a NOble task, and you can never study eNOugh.
Love, Dad
My dad turns to me and says, "Oops, Premature Ecapulation."
The final was a piece of cake.
now she's my daughter in law
But nobody ever knew I was in the class
I had to explain— it was my Senor year.
http://imgur.com/gallery/pm5eOfk
edit: I'M NOT A FATHER BTW
His career really blew up!
Dad: Something is wrong with that song.
Me: Lauren says it is from Rent.
Me: It's about AIDS she says.
Dad: They ought to return it.
http://i.imgur.com/7lsPNQZ.jpg
Because... you must graduate High School with all Eh's.
It's their responsibility to choose which Medical School they'll graduate from
Thanks to her, I’m graduating from Sky diving school.
They are just trying to be edgy.
I am a teacher, I teach history first semester and economics second semester.
One student was upset about having so many graphs to understand and learn how to use.
St: I'm ok with memorizing everything about history, I'm ok figuring out how wars started and ended, but graphs...
Me: graphs is where you draw the line huh?
A five on the sighsmograph. Beautiful!
Edit: spelling
Mods, if this is against the rules, I apologize. Feel free to remove and I'll try and find better luck on Google.
I'm a middle school teacher and my 8th graders are graduating on Thursday. They've been a great, wonderful class to have, but they always complain about lame my jokes are. I feel that the most suitable way to send them off would be, either on the last day of class or at their graduation ceremony, would be to send them off with their own individual dad roast from me. (Think Norm MacDonald at the Bob Saget roast).
If anybody has any good dad roast jokes that won't get me fired nor get misconstrued for bullying, I'd greatly appreciate it. Thanks!
So I'm in undergrad right now, on track to apply to dental school and whatnot. My parents came down to visit me and bring me some home cooked goodies. They got hungry so we decided to hit up a BBQ joint. In the car, my mom is scolding me for something (I forget what for) but my reply was that I don't have any patience to do it. She says "Why don't you have any patience?" when my dad chimes in and says "Well, he has to wait until he graduates from dental school before he gets any patients".
Baduhm-tss
Whenever I'm in town, I'll play my next-door neighbor's dad in a couple games of chess. We've been doing it for nearly 15 years.
Yesterday, I visited him and was telling him about my future plans. I said, "Yeah, I think I'll take the GRE and go to graduate school. I just really want to go back to school."
He replies, "Skip the GRE. I can school you right now. Let's play some chess."
There was a boy in high school named Bonnie. As you can imagine, he was bullied and picked on because of his strange name. This lead to social anxiety and a few other issues, but there was one girl who helped him through all of his pain. He had a huge crush on this girl, and after weeks of psyching himself up, he asked her to the school dance coming up.
Much to his delight, he said yes, and off to the dance they went. They had a great time and shortly after, started dating. They spent a lot of time together, calling, texting and always hanging out. They were meant for each other. They continued dating after high school, into college. On their graduation day, he proposed to her on the stage. He was nervous about asking her in public like this, but as he got down on one knee, her face lit up, tears formed in her eyes. He asked her to marry him, she said yes and the crowd cheered.
Fast forward a few years, they've bought their own house, and she's now pregnant with their first child. In the delivery room, Bonnie is standing by her side, their newborn child in her arms.
"I love you so much, hon." Bonnie told his wife, holding one of her hands. "You can name our baby girl anything you wise." he told her.
"Love. I want to name her Love." she replied, looking into his eyes. Bonnie was surprised by the strange name, and at first hesitant to agree, but he told her she could name their daughter anything. He nods in agreement and they carry on with their lives.
Fourteen years later, as with what happened with Bonnie, Love was picked on in high school for her strange name. One day, Love came home crying.
"What's wrong, Love?" Bonnie asked her worriedly.
"I hate you! Why did you give me such a stupid name?!" she screamed at him. She was furious. She was tired of the teasing and the mockery in high school. In a fit of rage, she pulled out Bonnie's handgun she had found in his night stand. She pulled the trigger and a bullet passed into Bonnie's chest.
Love panicked and ran away, and Bonnie's wife came after hearing the gun shot. She ran to Bonnie's side, picking his head up in her hands. She asked him what had happened.
"Shot through the heart... And you're to blame..." He said, weakly. "You gave Love... A bad name."
Talking about my upcoming graduation from grad school, I told my dad that getting a master's degree is nothing compared to how many degrees he has. To which he replied,
"Well, then I guess you can just call me Dr. Fahrenheit!"
...I love that guy.
Girl says to me: I just graduated from school and now I work for a nonprofit called "The Panther Club".
Me: in ten years will it be "The Cougar Club?"
Didn't work.
Talking to my dad about going to graduate school and studying neuroscience and such,
Dad-You should be an electrician instead
Me-Why?
Dad-So you can check girls' shorts
EDIT:Formatting
I'm a senior in high school, on the homestretch to graduation, then college.
>I've got one piece of advice for you when you go off to college. Choose your friends wisely. You are judged by the people around you. . .and I wouldn't want you to give any of those idiots a bad name.
So my dad substitute teaches at my old high school. When graduation parties came around last year, he was invited to one (the kids really like him).
He handed the kid a card and asked him to open it then. It was a Subway gift card. The kid looked confused, but thankful, and my dad said;
"Subs from a sub!"
Both the graduating kid and I groaned loudly.
Dear dad,
University i$ really great.
I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard.
With all my $tuff, I $imply ¢an't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.
Love, your $usie.
I immediately replied back…
Dear Susie,
I kNOw that astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy.
Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a NOble task, and you can never study eNOugh.
Love,
dad
The final was a piece of cake.
Dear dad,
University i$ really great. I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard. With all my $tuff, I $imply ¢an't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.
Love, your $usie
I immediately replied back…
Dear Susie,
I kNOw that astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy. Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a NOble task, and you can never study eNOugh.
Love, dad
Doctor
H
Thanks to him, I’m soon graduating from the Sky Diving school.
