I guess that was a real turning point for me
He's recovering.
It ended in a draw.
Patient: yeah, I spent all night practising
Yesterday, I was running back from the school bus after asking the driver to give me a moment because my disabled son had had an accident and I was about finished cleaning him up. It was raining and muddy and I was in my bare feet, but this is the norm out here.
On the way back I managed to get my big toenail ripped up off the nailbed down to about halfway to the cuticle. Never done that before in 31 years, and oh my, I have to say it was a whole different level of exquisite agony when I finally noticed it. Funny how you never notice things like that until you see all the blood and how it doesn't even hurt until you touch it.
Sparing you the details of tracking in blood for five minutes before I even noticed I'd done it, the husband cringed quite a bit when he got home from work and saw it.
Fast forward to today--my period started and I had one hell of a headache all day long. He gets home from work and asks, "you ok, babe?" Because I'm usually pretty cheerful when he walks in the door, but today I was cranky as fuck.
"Eh, period started. Headache. Glad you're home, I can take a pain pill and you can watch the kids."
"Oh." He looked me up and down slowly and grinned. "So... now you're hurting from head... to toe?"
Motherfucker.
I was dyeing my hair and came downstairs with aluminum foil all over my head; My stepdad (watching TV), says as I approach him: "The TV reception is getting better"
Maybe I shouldn’t be worried about the dogma
In one ear and out the udder.
The next day she locked me in the cellar.
After the groens are done.
By training.
I've found there's strength in numbers.
Admittedly it works better verbally, but my dad always liked to get me with this one. Without fail it would always send 5yr old me into fits of giggles and rage.
Despite all my effort, I can't produce more than a poormansteau at best
but her aim is getting better
She shouted back from the other room "It's an ultimatum."
I'll start with my own (I think it kinda suck tho, definitely need some better ones):
Do you know why we smell worse as we grow up?
Because we are getting odor.
Scene: living room, xmas tree finally taken down from its home in front of the living room window
Mom: " it's bright in here with the tree down."
Daughter: gets up and stands in front of the window.
Me (dad): looks at her. "What are you doing?"
Daughter: "well, ive always been told that I make a better door than a window..."
One evening, three strings are hanging out looking for something to do. They eventually decide to go to the local pub for a beer. Before walking in, one string says, “Wait a moment…I heard that they don’t serve strings here…we better find something else to do”.
“Nonsense!”, says the first string. “Just follow me.”
They walk in and approach the bar. The first string confidently says, “Good evening sir. May I please order three beers for me and my mates?”.
The bartender looks at them dubiously and asks, “Wait a second….aren’t you strings?”.
The strings nod and the bartender says, “We don’t serve your kind here…Get out!”.
The strings dejectedly walk back onto the street, and the second string says, “Hey I’ve got an idea. Follow me”.
They walk back up to the bar and the second string says, “Good evening sir. I’d like to order three beers, plus drinks on the house for everyone!”.
A small cheer goes up among the other bar patrons, and the bartender smiles and turns to fill the order, but then stops. “Wait a minute…aren’t you strings?”, he asks.
Again, they nod and the bartender says, “We don’t serve strings here….Get out, and don’t come back!”.
The strings slink back out once again. At this point, the third string says, “I’ve got it!”.
He flips upside down and rubs his head on the sidewalk until it’s sticking up all willy nilly, and ties himself into a knot. He then strides up to the bar and says, “Bartender! Get me a beer!”.
The bartender looks at him and asks, “Aren’t you a string?”.
The string then stares him straight in the eyes and says, “I’m a frayed knot”.
Dually noted
Because it's the Griffin Door.
She didn't get it. And didn't think it was funny when I explained it. I thought it might be better received here.
I know this topic has been done to death in here and I apologise to the mods for bringing it up again but recent "jokes" have made me question what the point of this sub is.
I'd like to not have a discussion about "should we let NSFW jokes here or not" instead I think it should be important to understand what everyone thinks their defenition of a dadjoke actually is.
Before I say my definition I want to make it clear that I whole heartedly enjoy good NSFW jokes and I'm a regular visitor to r/unclejokes.
My defenition: a good dadjoke is something that is usually based around a bad pun or clever word play that makes people around you groan or roll their eyes, similar to the types of jokes you find in Christmas crackers, they are so bad that they are good. The language involved can sometimes be a bit NSFW depending on the subject material but on the whole if you change things about a bit your can make it suitable for most ages. It is the type of joke where when you tell it everyone's first reaction is to complain how bad it is before then secretly uttering a chuckle themselves.
I want to know what everyone else's definition of a dadjoke is so that we can see what everyone thinks. The old "it's a dadjoke because I'm a dad and I'm telling a joke" I just don't think is an accurate enough description so trying to get a better one.
Thank you.
Because in Ireland they Dublin size!
SERIOUS: This subreddit needs to understand what a "dad joke" really means.
I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the socks are coming off, the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really ruffles my jimmies. First of all, dad jokes CAN be lame, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child, then it was probably just a conversation, not a joke. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes, because children aren’t allowed to make cheesy dad jokes. Ever. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a ritz cracker would understand it better. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my breast.
—signed,
Moms.
It's called adult supervision.
He took the phone, and said, in the voice of Freddie Mercury, "Is this the wi-fi? Is this just fantasy?...Caught in a landline, we don't need AT&T.." and then passed the phone back. We already have AT&T, and I WAS ON THE PHONE WITH A FRIEND THAT DOES ACCOUNTING?, NOTHING TO DO WITH SOMEONE CALLING OUR HOUSE. No more Crockpot broccoli and cheese soup using weed butter for him. Good god... I'm almost impressed. We also haven't had a landline in years. God bless this small dog weilding, vaping man.
This is now the fifth one that has insufficient funds.
that I haven't heard of a single dispensary referring to itself as a "cannabusiness"
To the dock.
Heard it this morning on the Irish classic fm. Loved it!
One sells sham poo, the other sells shampoo.
My daughter better get used to these sorts of jokes,
I'm going to conditioner.
Me: Because then it would be ..... a chili dog.
"Nude Colony Ahead, Keep Your Eyes on the Road!"
I'd better not get into just, but just so you know they've had a his-tree
People are already calling the character Rando Calrissian.
But her aim is getting better
They don’t. They get shot.
