A real estate agent was showing a woman through a beautiful room at the top of a large hotel.
"Now in this wing we have the master bedroom, bath, and den."
The woman interrupted suspiciously, "And den what?"
"I'm ashamed of you," the mother said. "Fighting with your best friend is a terrible thing to do!"
"He threw a rock at me!" the boy said. "So I threw one at him."
The mother said, "When he threw a rock at you, you should have come to me."
"Thanks, Mom," the boy replied. "But my aim is much better than yours."
What do a tick and the Eiffel Tower have in common?
They're both Paris-sites!
I can’t take my dog to the park because the ducks keep trying to bite him...
I guess that’s what I get for buying a pure bread dog.