Nothing Happens At Ten

Ha! Gotcha! Now what’re ya going to do?

Wait a minute. What’s this new trick?

You’re just thinking the dad jokes into the blog?

That’s not right. You can’t just think dad jokes into the blog!

DG is still going at it….

Enough is enough.

That ought to take care of it.

I shouted “Stop,” “Desist” and “Whoa”—
But DG, he would not let go. *

DG continues to “improve” this blog with his Dad jokes.

I don’t know.

Yikes.

I don’t know.

Groan.

Yeah?

I don’t know how I am going to survive this. I hope it’s over soon.

*Sincere apologies to the late great Shel Silverstein for butchering his Yipiyuk.

DG has now taken over running this blog. Let’s see what he can do.

Hey, DG, what have you come up with?

Oh no. Come on! Dad jokes?

Noooo no no no. We are not doing Dad jokes.

Sigh.

I don’t know. What do you call a fake noodle?

Ahhhhh! That is so bad. Please stop.

No no no no.

Can we just stop now?

I don’t know. Where to pirates get their hooks?

Groan.

I think the hit counter just went down.

You got something better?

I didn’t start that argument, you did.

Ya, that was your fault.

Ya, that argument.

Darn tootin’.

No… wait…uh, no…. I mean… dang… you tricked me.

You do realize that I had to draw you with that smirk on your face, right?.