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Grillin' with Dad

One day when I was young I watched my father grill burgers. When they were done, he handed me one, telling me it was a Bison burger. He then left and never came back. I know he may not have been dedicated to his family, but he was dedicated to his jokes.

Tarzan's Last Words

Q: What were Tarzan's last words?

A: Who greased the viiiiiiiine?

Spell Ethiopia

Q: What does the F in Ethiopia stand for?

A: Food

Wittle Wabbit

A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp: "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?" And the shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks: "Do you want a wittle white wabby or a soft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute wittle bwown wabby over there?" The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice: "I don't fink my pyfon really giveths a thit."

Riot Police

Q: Why do riot police like to get to work early?

A: To beat the crowd.