I get to go home and see my folks about once a year. It's a long time in between, but we still have our traditions we hold up. With my mom, we have breakfast on the morning of my drive back to Lubbock. With my dad, well, he tells me the same joke everyday. It varies in phases when it comes to how funny the joke is. The joke?
My dad- "What does an owl use to clean it's nest?"
Me- (sigh) "I don't know dad, what does an owl use to clean it's nest?"
My dad- "A Hooooover"
The joke is usually acompanied by a look like this.