Scene: The bathroom. Little is telling me riddles while I take a shower.
Little: Mom, what did the tile say to the dirty laundry? (pause) What are you doing? (uproarious laughter)
Little: Mom, what did the trash can say to the tile? (pause) What are you doing? (uproarious laughter)
Little: Mom, what did the telephone say to the refrigerator? (pause) Hey! I need to cool you off!
(laughter, followed by “mom, that was my funniest one, don’t you think? Wasn’t that funny?”)
…and so on and so forth for about ten minutes.
Finally, I remember one.
Me: Little, what is red and green and goes a thousand miles an hour?
Me: A frog in a blender!
Little: What is the red part?
Me: His guts because he’s being chopped up by the blender!
Little: Mom. That is NOT funny.