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OK, who invited the creepy guy?
That looks like a young John Cleese
lol. The ministry of silly looks.
Some parents think they need stimulants because they don’t have time to sleep.
So you want to be a step dad?
MOM, “Honey, hold Daddy Hand.”
Girl, “I am holding his hand Mommy.”
Dad, “That’s not MY HAND!!!”
Daddy, stop poking me with that thing!
Every chance she could, little Sally would make sure that she would be an only child.
“Why so serious?”
“It was Dad! He farted!”
It had been a run-of-the-mill photo shoot until a delightful lapel decoration was suggested for the husband. The comically-large pin punched straight through his heart.
He collapsed to the floor, dead, shortly after this photo was taken.
His young daughter — who merely thought he was making an unimpressive funny face — was soon in shocked tears. The wife, tripping on mescaline at the time, was unmoved, and continued staring at the camera in the same manner until paramedics arrived.
Hey, it’s Dave Foley!
That is what I thought the mom looked like too. I thought this may have been a Kids in the Hall skit.
To the corn field!
Since she was a child Helen had always enjoyed shouting unexpected statements just before the shutter snapped. Perhaps “Bob, she’s not YOUR daughter!” had been a bit over the line.
Is that a banana in your pocket, daddy?
McCollough:
Please post your high school yearbook photos so we can all make fun of you.
I’m sure you would find it amusing.
Second notice.
Try to pay attention Faxon, I already posted it.
Top rate job by the taxidermist
“Can they tell I just smoked crank?”
“Whats That Smell?”
“Please tell me I’m adopted…”
“Why does Dad have his 1000 yard stare on?”
..The warm fuzzy feeling in Toms pants was not a feeling of well being, but rather the feeling of crapped pants.
Ok, one last time. DON’T BLINK!
That little pervert is tickling his privates with her knuckles.
Little Suzie just ball tapped daddy.
“Daddy, I’m pregnant and I’m going to marry him even if he is from the lower-lower class!”