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So, last night at the dinner table, my daughter is going on and on about how soft and comfortable her new shoes are. She says, "It's like walking on, on..." searching for the right phrase. So I suggested, "Like walking on kittens?"
My daughter and wife looked at me like I was some kind of monster while my son spit milk through his nose laughing. My assurances that no kittens were harmed in my telling of the joke did nothing to soothe the sensibilities of the women, while my son and I continued to giggle sporadically through dinner, drawing stern looks of disapproval from the women.
This is why we are happier than they are.
My daughter and wife looked at me like I was some kind of monster while my son spit milk through his nose laughing. My assurances that no kittens were harmed in my telling of the joke did nothing to soothe the sensibilities of the women, while my son and I continued to giggle sporadically through dinner, drawing stern looks of disapproval from the women.
This is why we are happier than they are.