My journal and mirror
|We should take all the bad chemistry jokes and barium.
My Darling has been on a relentless rampage of bad jokes all week.
But I don't want to cut my hair! ▼
Her sister has been encouraging her. They're exchanging jokes by text message.
I shouldn't have ordered the seafood. ▼
It has been nothing but stupid and naughty puns for days.
What do you call a fish with three eyes? ▼
Somehow she's still catching me out with the ones which are disguised as genuine comments.
I want to throw an amazing space party. ▼
But the way she titters holding in a punchline, knowing full well she's going to get told off...
What's green and has wheels? ▼
There is only one cure for this afflication that has come over her:
You know you're a '90s kids when... ▼