A policeman is passing through a supermarket parking lot when he sees a car turn into a 'Handicap Parking' space with no sticker.
He pulls over as the gentlemen is getting out of his parked car.
"Ahem," He clears his throat to the man, "Sir, this is a HANDICAP spot, you know."
The man looks at him quizzically, then back to the space, then back to the officer. "Ok," he answers.
The police officer crosses his arms. "Well, what's you're handicap bub?"
He pauses to think for a minute. "Well, I can't read sir, does that count?"
"Mom, you said the baby had your eyes and Daddy's nose, didn't you?"
"Yes, darling."
"Well, you'd better keep an eye on him... he's got grandpa's teeth now.
"But why can't I talk inside the library?" Al asked his mother.
"Because you have to be quiet. Noise is a distraction. The people around you can't read."
"They can't read? Then why are they in the library?"
I am not liking the man I have become...
It's not a good sign when I answer Dora before my toddler does.