Getting Into A Pickle
(I’m about 3 years old. My mother is making dinner while my father is napping on the couch. My mom has me wake up my father when dinner is ready.)
Me: “Daddy, wake up. Dinner’s ready!”
Dad: *grumbling* “What’s for dinner?”
Me: “Knockwords and sourcrap!”
Dad: “What?”
Me: “Knockwords and sourcrap!”
(My dad is wide awake now, and both parents are laughing hysterically. For the record, my mother made knockwurst and sauerkraut.)
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