So I leaned over to Ryan on our flight to Honolulu and said, “Knock, knock.” He was puzzled but gave the customary “Who’s there?” I simply said, “Owe Awe.” Of course he answered before he got it, but he was so pleased with the joke that I have heard him repeat it six times already.
The only other brush with humor was when we saw some cows along the island’s famous north shore. Before I even said anything the kids knew my mind was reeling and said “Dad!” anticipating bad humor. I didn’t disappoint them. I just said, “What was the surfer cow’s last name?”
The answer was “Abunga” which even got an LOL from Kara, and she NEVER laughs at my wit; she doesn’t want to encourage it, which is probably a good thing.
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I LOVED those jokes! It's amazing you can come up with MORE cow jokes.
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