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Hello, meet my son, the comedian

I fear we are in trouble. That we have slipped past, far past, the point of no return.

My son has discovered...the knock-knock joke.

Who taught him this? Who can I blame? Who can I silently curse as I answer for the 17th time, "Who's there?", only to have him utter the first line again and again. Knock knock. Knock knock. Knock knock.

See, he hasn't grasped the concept of the knock knock joke. The art. The delivery. The point. And now that I think about it, I'm not sure there is a point to knock knock jokes. They're always groaners. They're never really funny. Except to toddlers. Once he gets what happens after someone answers knock knock, he'll know he's supposed to say something else, except he will say something that doesn't make a lick of sense and then laugh maniacally.

For example:

Henry-in-a-few-months: Knock Knock
Me: Who's There?
Henry-in-a-few-months: Toes
Me: Toes who?
Henry-in-a-few-months: Toes and shoes (pause)....hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehe

And, as any child of advanced brilliance - i.e., my boy genius - is wont to do...he'll then start all over again...

Henry-in-a-few-months: Knock Knock
Me: Who's There?
Henry-in-a-few-months: Toes
Me: Toes who?
Henry-in-a-few-months: Toes and shoes (pause)....hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehe

Who taught him this?? I'll find you. I'll hunt you down. I'll tie you up and make you listen to that Knock Knock Banana, Knock Knock Banana, Knock Knock Banana, Knock Knock Orange...Orange you glad I didn't say banana, schtick at 3 a.m. You think Chinese water torture's bad? You haven't experienced bad until you have the wrath of KnockKnock visit your door, my friend.

Until then, I'll leave you with the following thought:

Knock-knock
who's there?
Canoe
Canoe who?
Canoe come out and play?

Comments

FletcherDodge said…
Hey, did you hear the one about the canibal who passed a missionary in the woods one day?
Amy said…
Nope...
Jenni said…
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Les
Les who?
Les get out of here!

When he gets a little more sophisticated, we have a whole book we can loan to the H-man!!

My favorite nonsense one from when AJ was little:
Knock knock
Who's there?
Cinderella
Cinderella who?
Cinderella princess! ha ha ha ha picture child laughing hysterically. Picture mom sighing.

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