Daddy Humor, Footnoted

Playing outside, my son came to the back door and knocked. I opened the door and said, “Are you selling encyclopedias? Great! I’ve got a report due on the exploration of space!”


The child, born twenty years after the commercial, didn’t get it.

But my humor is not for his amusement; it is for mine.

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