Son: What would happen if Cupid bought the wrong arrows?
Me: What would happen?
Son: Well, he’d kill a lot of people.
Son: What would happen if Cupid bought the wrong arrows?
Me: What would happen?
Son: Well, he’d kill a lot of people.
I am an East Coast writer with a Midwestern soul. Undead Dad is a blog about mindful fatherhood in the deadening age of hyper-technology and over-work. I also write science fiction for young adults.
February 15, 2015 at 1:07 pm
I love jokes by 8-year-olds. My 8-year-old daughter is the funniest!