Ghost Dad
My dad is a ghost.
Me: Dad, I like this girl but I don’t know how to tell her. What should I do?
Dad: oooooooOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo…
Me: Gee, thanks!
Me: I’ve been getting beat up at school a lot. How should I react to bullies?
Dad: oooOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooo…
Me: But I was crying, that’s why they punched me again.
Me: Dad, what’s the combination for your gun safe?
Dad: ooooooOOOOOOOooooooooooooo…
Me: Zero-zero-zero? Wow, what a stupid combination.
Me: I don’t think you’re my real Dad. We don’t even look alike—in fact, you’re practically transparent!
Dad: ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo…
Me: I hate you so much.
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