Three boys on the playground were bragging about their dads.
One said, “My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a song and they pay him $50.”
“Oh yeah. My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a poem and they pay him $100.”
“That’s nothing,” said the third kid……
“My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a sermon and it takes six people to collect all the money in the room.”
We have to thank Frank for this one!
Funny and true!
Glad you enjoyed it, Dianne.
If only scribbling was so lucrative for us! 😉
Fantastic share, GM.
Glad you enjoyed it, Nancy.
I heard of an incident that happened at our elementary school the other day.
The teacher wanted to find out what the kid’s father did and also how much spelling the boys knew , so she told the kids to come to the blackboard ,tell what their father did and write the word on the blackboard.
First kid: My name is Johnny Brown and my dad is a doctor. He writes D O C T O R
on the board.
Second kid: My name is Fred Smith and my dad is a lawyer. He writes L A W Y E R on the board.
Third kid: My name is Bill Jones and my dad is a sheet metal worker. S H I
The teacher tells Bill Jones to think a little more about the correct spelling while she moves on to the next pupil.
Fourth kid: My name is Butch Evans. My dad is a bookie. B O O K I E and I’ll bet you 3 to 1 that that kid writes S H I T….
Nancy L, another great tale from your treasure trove of stories!
Dads are special, you only get one!
Mine died when I was thirty four and had poor health for all but eleven of those years.
Wow – a penny for a comment about paid writing – LOL – good story GM
Just a penny, Chuck, I am not greedy!
A father like that can become a tough nut to crack after a while.
A young boy had just got his driver’s permit and inquired of his father, an evangelist, if they could discuss the use of the car. His father took him to the study and said to the boy, “I’ll make a deal with you, son. You
bring your grades up from a C to a B-average, study your Bible a little, and get your hair cut and we’ll talk about the car.”
Well, the boy thought about that for a moment and decided that he’d best settle for the offer, and they agreed. After about six weeks the boy came back and again asked his father about the car.
Again, they went to the study where his father said, “Son, I’ve been real proud of you. You’ve brought your grades up, and I’ve observed that you’ve been
studying your Bible and participating a lot more in the Bible study class on
Sunday morning. But I’m real disappointed since you haven’t got your hair cut.”
The young man paused a moment and then said, “You know dad, I’ve been thinking about that and I’ve noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, John the
Baptist had long hair, and there’s even strong argument that Jesus himself had long hair.”
To which his father replied, “You’re right, son. Did you also notice that they all WALKED everywhere they went?”
I’m glad I was not a son of a preacher man!