Kids These Days!

"Does that feel good?  When I rub your shoulder like that?  It's called a deep-tissue massage...  It was invented by pandas, you know."

"Uh...  it kind of hurts a little, to be honest..."

"Shh-shh...  no, it doesn't..."

"Dad?"

"Yes, pup- I mean- CUB... yes, my cub?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, sport!  That's what a dad Panda's for..."

"How come you have a zipper running all the way down your back?"

"...Dad?"

"Where are we going, dad?"

"Never you mind."

















"Uhhh....  what, exactly are you doing?"

"You just HAD to keep asking questions, didn't you?  You just couldn't leave well enough alone!"

"Did it ever occur to you that some things are better left unanswered?"



















"Nosey brat."

"Well, pal... I hope you're happy... 'cause we just lost a potential client thanks to that train-wreck you called a PowerPoint presentation...  *sigh*...  this is why you don't hire family."

"Listen, champ-  I know she's *technically* not your real mom, but she IS my wife... so I'd appreciate it if you'd stop 'calling dibs' every time she walks in the room..."

"Tell ya what- you tug on my toupee one more time and I'm gonna chuck you right off..."

"Just because it's called a 'Father-Son picnic' doesn't mean we have to hang out with each other the whole time..."