My Daddy the Dancer
My Daddy the Dancer
One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their
fathers did for a living.
All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic,
businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth.
However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so
when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's
an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in
front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if
the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him
all night for money."
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set
the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin
aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the
boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping
to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too
embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."
One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their
fathers did for a living.
All the typical answers came up -- fireman, mechanic,
businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, and so forth.
However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so
when the teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's
an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in
front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if
the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him
all night for money."
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set
the other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin
aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," the
boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and is helping
to get Hillary Clinton to be our next President, but I was too
embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."