02/04/2026 from Daily Jokes
#21762
Three boys were standing around in the schoolyard during recess, bragging about how impressive their fathers were and how much money they made.
The first boy puffed up his chest and said proudly, “My dad is a poet. He just scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, calls it a poem, and people pay him fifty dollars for it.”
The second boy smirked and shook his head. “That’s nothing,” he replied. “My dad writes songs. He scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, calls it a song, and people give him a hundred dollars.”
The third boy crossed his arms and grinned. “You guys don’t even come close. My dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, calls it a sermon… and it takes eight people just to collect all the money afterward.”
