Archive for the ‘Dads’ Category

Dear God, What Have I Done?

Father to daughter, while mother brushes hair: Doesn’t that hurt?
Daughter: Nope, I have a strong scallop.
Father: What does that mean? Your head is not made of vegetables!
Mother: What? Vegetables? That’s “scallions,” you idiot! And your head is not a scallop, it’s a scalp… you’re both idiots! (laughs hysterically)

–Robert Moses, Long Island, New York

Overheard by: Sugardoll

First Of All, She Needs a Stripper Pole…

Father to 14-month-old daughter: Can daddy get a table dance?”
(toddler starts to bounce up and down)
Mother, taking daughter from father’s arms: No, because she wants to give her mama a lap dance!
Disgusted uncle: This is so wrong on so many levels…

–Doheny State Beach, Dana Point, California

Overheard by: Glad I’m related by marriage

God Often Forgets to Rest on the Seventh Day

Father: Okay okay okay, let’s go now.
Tween daughter #1: Why? We have company! Can’t we stay?
Father: I have no coverage here. I have calls to make. I have to work. No work, no play, no food, no house, no fun, no beach, no vacation.
Tween daughter #2: No beach?
Father: How do you think this beach got here? My hard work.

–Nauset Beach, Cape Cod, Massachusetts

Overheard by: amazed observer