Da-da ran into an insouciant, childless friend today. "Hey, how's parenthood?" he chuckled.
Da-da fixed him with a jaundiced eye. "Ever see, "Escape from Alcatraz?"" Da-da asked.
"Sure," he laughed, a little nervous. "They got out."
Da-da stared him down: "Did they? Did they really?" Does anyone ever get out?
Da-da might need some Tinkerbell mouth-to-mouth. And scotch. |
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