dad loved toilet humour. and some of it barely even qualifies as humour 😁
i remembered one of his favourite "jokes" today (you can imagine the situation that reminded me of it - I won't say more):
father, father, i confess
i went to the toilet and made a mess
the paper was thin and my finger went in
father, father, is it a sin?
i have no idea where he got that from. it seemed even more contrived because we don't use toilet paper in India! as a kid, i just assumed he made it up (although I'm now quite sure he didn't).
anyway, to make the rhyme loosely resemble a joke, he tacked on:
and the priest said "no problem, use thicker paper next time" (which I'm quite sure he came up with)
another of his favourite ones was (you might have to say this out loud and quicvkly, possibly more than once, to get it)
"hoof hearted, ice melted"
yeah, frequently I think of that one when i encounter melting ice... or when someone asks the question 😁
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