Here I was thinking that I would use the power of this blog to sway public opinion in my favor in a private disagreement I was having with my wife. I would take advantage of my powers of persuasion, my reader’s natural affection for Lucy, and the overall wild popularity of dogs in general. When the overwhelming support of my position came pouring in via the comment section, I was planning on saying something like...Huh, wow...it seems like an awful lot of people think we should take Lucy to Maine...
Instead, my argument was unanimously rejected...not only online, but two guys at my office poked their heads in my office yesterday to say...Leave Lucy at home, moron. My defeat was so complete, so humiliating, that I spent much of last night searching the Internet for more horrible Dad Jokes to cheer myself up. If the reader is rolling their eyes right now, all I can say is...you should have thought of the possible consequences when you sided with Pam and threw me under the bus!!
Why can’t you take inventory in Afghanistan?
Because of the Tally Ban.
Why should you never trust a train?
Because they have loco motives.
Everyone should learn sign language.
It’s pretty handy.
What do you do with a dead chemist?
You barium.
Advertising slogan for an auto-body shop...
We come highly wreck-a-mended.
What do you call an owl who does magic tricks?
Hoooooodini.
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