Sunday dads

My dad and grandpa have been gone a long while, but I still think of them on Father’s Day.

And the dad jokes.

Always the dad jokes.

Oh, this is a baaaaaaaad one.
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Watch out for the schmear …
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But is he OK? Huh????
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I don’t see the Fire TV remote there … dang it!
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But my farts smell like bread and beer …
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I keep trying, and it just sort of hovers there …
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Cats can do anything they want. Keyword: Want.
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Ooh, is that Raspberry Bliss?
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I … have no words.
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6 thoughts on “Sunday dads

  1. My father rarely told jokes but he did try to teach me that when a woman said “NO”, that did mean “NO”. And when a woman said “Go away and leave me alone”, that meant “Go away and leave me alone.”

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  2. He was wise in some ways. In other ways, he wasn’t quite so wise. My father didn’t think it was important to smell good. He didn’t like the smell of perfume or cologne or deodorant or talcum powder. To him all of them stank badly and the smells were offensive. He wouldn’t use soap either. All he would do is to rinse himself off with water once a day. My father thought it was important to use as little water as possible when you took a shower. So far as he was concerned, the only men who used cologne or deodorant and smelled like a “perfume factory” were the “gayboys” who preferred their own gender for gender. Real men smelled like real men and the strong natural smells were supposed to be what turned women on and drove them wild with desire. He didn’t understand why these strong natural smells turned women off.

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