Knock, Knock

“Knock, knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Marsh, who?”

That’s the little joke that started it all. My sweet little three year old has become our very own in-house, stand up comedian and he specializes in knock, knock jokes. Do you want to know “who’s there” at the end of these jokes?

Apple … sauce.
Pine … tree.
Chicken … butt.
Car … rrrrrr.
Garbage … truck.
Pop … mommy and dad drink pop. (Pop = beer).
Pop … I don’t drink pop.
Mr. … Giraffe.

There’s also an inappropriate knock, knock which I’ll keep to myself, but my all time favorite jokes that he’s recently shared with me end with:

Good … night.
I love … you.

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