A man was putting up a knotty pine wall in the living room. His young son was curious.
“What are those holes for?” he asked.
“They’re knotholes,” replied the father.
“If they’re not holes,” the boy asked puzzled, “then what are they?”
The doorbell rang and there was a little kid dressed as Gloria Gaynor...
At first I was afraid... Then I was petrified!
Accidentally rubbed ketchup in my eyes...
Heinz-sight is not 20/20!
What do you call a robot that always takes the longest route around?