My parents came to visit me today, and over dinner my father says "So, do you know what the baby chick said when he saw his mother sitting on an orange?"
I just glare at him for a few seconds, because I know the precise kind of groan I will be uttering in the near future. Unable to recall the punch line, I resign myself to my fate and say "No, I don't."
"Gee! Look at the orange Marma laid!"
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