Poor Johnny Johnny walked into class with a black eye. Teacher: what's wrong? Johnny: my house is very small. Me, my mum and my dad sleep on the same bed. Every night, my dad asks, ""johnny are you sleeping?"" Then i say No and he slaps my face and gives me a black eye. Teacher: tonight when your dad asks again, keep dead quiet and dont answer. The following morning, Johnny comes back with a severe black eye again. Teacher: My goodness! Why the black eye again? Johnny: dad asked me again, Johnny…

My haunted house would be one where guys jump out w your tax forms improperly filled out & others handing you phones with your mom on hold.

I'm dreaming of getting rich like my father. Wow your dad must be a rich man. No, he too is dreaming of getting rich.

Me: I found a job! Mom: That's great! What is it? Me: debt collection! Mom:.... Me..... Mom:... Me: I think you know why I'm calling.