I dated a lot of girls before I married my wife. I was living with one of them when I arrived home one day to find her bags packed and next to the door. I asked her, "Baby, what's going on?" She said, "I'm leaving you."
"But why?" I replied.
"Because you're a pedophile!" she answered.
"That's a pretty big word for a six-year-old," I said.
Alright, listen up, you sweet summer child. You thought this was just a regular breakup story, didn't you? Your tiny mind probably thought, "Oh, a relationship ended, how sad." But nope! This joke, see, it pulls a fast one on you. The girlfriend says she's leaving because the guy is a "pedophile." Now, your brain is probably still processing that word. But then, the guy, the genius that he is, says, "That's a pretty big word for a six-year-old." Get it, numbskull? He's implying the *girlfriend herself* is six years old! So, it's not just an accusation; it's a disturbing reveal that he actually *is* one. Yeah, your brain just melted, didn't it? Told ya.
