What's the difference between milk and my dad?
Nothing, I apparently am allergic to both because I never see either of them.
What's the difference between my dad and milk? There is no difference; they both left.
I was playing hide-n-seek with my dad and he hid, but I could never find him till this day.
WJE officially a gone memory.
What's up, bitches? Miss me?
What does an orphan and a military man not have in common? Neither gets to go back home.
Why are orphans so bad at poker?
They donโt know what a full house looks like.
Me: Do you eat your cereal with water? You: No, why? Me: 'Cause your dad never came back with the milk!
What's the difference between your dad and grocery shopping?
He didn't come back with the milk.
What do we call a family photograph of an orphan?
A selfie.
Bob has no arms.
Knock, knock.
"Who's there?"
"It's not Bob."
Whatโs the difference between your dad and your hairline?
Nothing, they both ran off.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Not Sally.
What happens when the orphan at school gets sent home?
Whatโs the difference between Santa and my dad?
Santa got the milk.
What's a joke that an orphan has never heard before?
A dad joke.
At what point does a joke become a dad joke?
When it disappears and never returns home.
POV: When the orphan kid goes to church and they have to swear on something.
The kid: "I swear on my... friends. Oh wait, I don't have any."
I saw a kid sitting on the side and asked if he was an orphan, โwhat gave me away?โ โWell, your parents, for a start.โ
In the heart of a circular, creamy delight, there exists a void, a singular absence that adds to its charm. This hollow space, a perfect round, is a testament to the artistry of nature and man's culinary skills.
The hole, a silent observer, bears witness to the transformation of the substance around it, from a liquid state to a firm, yet supple form. It's a silent testament to the passage of time, a symbol of patience and the magic of fermentation.
The void, despite its emptiness, contributes to the overall aesthetic, making the slice a visual treat. It's a playful peek-a-boo with the world beyond, a window that adds mystery and intrigue.
In the end, the hole is not just a void, but a character in the story of this culinary masterpiece, a silent protagonist that adds depth and character to the narrative. It's a testament to the beauty of imperfection, a celebration of the unique and the unconventional.
