This Is Where I Get my Comedic Timing, Folks!

Dad: “Why do they give us a 40MPH then give us a red light?”
Mom and I: “I’m sorry.”
Dad: “Why are you sorry? I’m not yelling at you. I’m yelling at the light. I want the light to hear me.”

It’s like Abbott and Costello, if Abbott and Costello were in love.

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