The Foorce

I’m going to try “Why did the chicken cross the road?” on them next.

Nope, that’s not some clever trick title. It’s the beginning of a variety of jokes told around the house, ever since nobody got my “Why was 6 afraid of 7” joke. Here’s the dinner conversation this evening:

Brigid (my sister): Hey Adam, why was B afraid of C?

Adam: I can’t do a joke right now.

Brigid: Oh, well….

Adam (finishes chewing): Okay, I’m ready now. Why was B afraid of D? Read more…