Category Archives: Dad Jokes

Dad Signs, Cont.

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Dad Signs, Cont.

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Dad Signs, Cont.

I swear to blog, my dad made this joke about my first British sports car (and frankly, too close to the truth to be a joke.)

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Midday Palate Cleanser

Look at that jerk with all the sweet moves. The chicks dig him. [Grabs hat and runs off the stage.] (Hat tip: Scissorhead Jimmy-T)

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Dad Signs, Cont.

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Dad Signs, Cont.

I mean, I hope it is a Dad Sign, otherwise that’s a tough room, tough crowd.

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Bad Signs, Cont.

Dad’s emissions should be offsite in a locked up metal hut.

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Dad Signs, Cont.

Hubba-hubba… GROANNN…

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Dad Signs, Cont. (Halloween Edition)

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Great Instructions, Cont.

Please tell me this is at Salt ’n’ Pepa’s studio!

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