"My goodness," the woman replied. "Who sent you on such a challenging hunt?"
"Our baby-sitter's boyfriend."
"I do wish that my John would stop biting his nails. He makes me terribly nervous."
My Fred used to do the same thing," the other woman replied. "But I broke him of the habit."
"Really, how?" asked the first woman.
"Easy, I hid his teeth."
"Why are you rubbing cold cream on you face, mommy?" he asked.
"To make myself beautiful," said his mother. A few minutes later, she began removing the cream with a tissue.
"What's the matter?" asked Little Johnny. "Giving up?"
But after a good long wait she finally went downstairs to investigate. She found them both sitting at the table eating bacon and eggs.
"As a surprise for Mother's Day," one explained, "we decided to cook our own breakfast."
The boy replied, "What's God gonna' do with a dead cat?"