As I was standing at the
bat ray touch pool at work:
Father to 5-year old boy who just touched his first ray: What does it feel like?
5-year old boy: It feels like... a miracle!
(For reference, the most common answer to that question is usually something like, "a wet mushroom.")
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9-year old girl, to me, after noticing one of our rockfishes is missing its eyes: What do you call a fish with no eyes?
Me: I don't know.
9-year old girl: A fsh!
(I've retold this joke half a dozen times this week.)
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Also, here's one that happened to me on my way to work. It's double-funny to me because Laura thinks I'm completely unable to tell if women are hitting on me. This time I could tell.
A sixty-something year old woman who I see around the neighborhood (cute in that Ms. Claus sort of way) sat down next to me on the bus. She turns to me and says,
Older lady: You are so retro!
Me, stammering: Uh, thanks.
Older lady: You look just like the boys my mother never let me date when I was a young girl.
(pause)
Because they were so, you know,
(pause, sotto voce)
sexy.
(This made my day. It also happened the same day as the "miracle" quote. It was a good day.)