Toejam sent me this recycled Thunder Rodent Thigh’s Joke, but it’s even more appropriate and funnier now that it’s been updated.
A fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up – fireman, mechanic, businessman, Wally salesman… and so forth.
However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, “My father’s an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes to music in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money.”
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and took little Justin aside. “Is that really true about your father?”
“No,” the boy said, “He works for the Democratic National Committee and helped to get Obamacare passed, but it’s too embarrassing to say that in front of the other kids.”
My wife brought this home from her quilting group yesterday:
Obama annd Mooshelle went to Bill and Hillary Clinton’s home for dinner one night. After dinner, Obama needed to use the toilet. Later, when they were on their way back to the White House, Obama told Mooshelle that he really like Bill Clinton’s fancy gold urinal, and would like to know where he got it.
The next day, Mooshell called Hillary and asked her about it. After Hillary hung up the phone, she told Bill, “I know now what happened to your saxophone.”