My poor son!
Not a joke, but rather a story about something I did to my son once.
First, let me say, my son and I are very close and we have always picked at and kidded each other constantly. (And we both have a twisted sense of humor!).
When Stephen was about to hit puberty age, I decided to have a little fun with him. I sat him down and told him I needed to have a serious talk with him. I started off, "now son, you are at an age where your body is going to start changing. You're going to start to grow hair in places on your body where you never had hair before. But don't worry, it just means you are growing up. It happens to all boys. But the main thing is about your wiener. Now I don't want you to be scared, but one day soon, your little boy wiener is gonna fall off, but don't worry 'cause in a few weeks, your big boy wiener is going to start growing out"!
No punch line here, but the look on his little face was priceless! What made it even funnier was that he wasn't sure if I was kidding since I kept a straight face the whole time, but he knew how much I liked to joke with him.
I think I eventually told him the truth.
Told ya I have a twisted sense of humor!!!
obama - "non gratum anus rodentum"