Blatantly stolen from my Uncles Facebook page (link in comments):
Uncle: I'm proud of myself. Instead of goofing off this summer, I chose to go back to school and better myself. I enrolled in a course and have spent the past few weeks in intense study, finally passing the final exam today with a score of 100% - a score that I'm pretty sure they don't see too often. It's not often that I toot my own horn, but this time I think I really deserve it. Thank you to everyone who helped me achieve my goal!
Friend: Congratulations! What subject?
Uncle: It was Traffic School. Speeding ticket. The system wanted me to fail.
Son:Dad, I'm hungry
Dad:Hi hungry I'm dad
"Really?"
"Yeah, Old Spice!"
Itβs called Rigatone.
An OG Golly.
With my hands.
OG dad joker till the end. Love you Grandfather.
You most likely don't understand the gravity og the situasion
They're fairly certain the culprit is an incider.
I work at a store and we're hiring, so we have a "Help Wanted" sign in the window. An older gentleman (OG) walks in...
OG: What's wrong?
Me: What do you mean?
OG: There's sign asking for help in the window. I thought you might need help with something!
So tonight at the dinner table my mother wanted to explain how she made the salad.
So she begins with: "first i chopped some salat just to begin the salat, and I added some apple and lime to give it some bitterness. I also chopped some hazelnuts to give the salat umami" (to those who don't know what umami is: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umami)
Then my dad interrupted and said: "If I had made that salat, i would have used walnuts instead. I prefer the taste og upapi.
The he laughed in a way, only a dad can do.
