Sometimes I wonder if I am turning into a Dad. Not my Dad, we are all quite clear I am very much like MY Dad. But this concern arises from the fear I’m turning into a Daaaaad Dad. A Dad of bad Dad joke fame. I love to crack myself up {another sign} with jokes such as berry good {in reference to berries} and the other Dad I made a pun about THE internet.

Dad jokes are hard work, under appreciated and often met with eye rolls.

Great. Just what I need, another talent that is shunned by the masses. A bit like being able to turn my tongue over on its side or sing all the top notes in a Bee Gee’s song {I didn’t say well people}. Thank goodness I can braid my own hair or I would have zero enviable talents. Do you ever feel like you have a list of talents a mile long and all of them are ridiculously undervalued..?

Now eye-rollers, Dad jokes take timing and a certain level of delivery skills. You must time it perfectly, include a pun {usually} or two and it is essential that you MUST laugh. Big and loud and from the belly.  You must be old school but never racist or anything’ist. Not even borderline. The Dad joke is usually pc and pg. See! This Dad joke thing takes skill.

Do you know any good Dad jokes? I’m building up my repertoire. Help a Suger out.