Father to Daughter: It's a good thing you chose to takes accounting at school.
Daughter: How come?
Father: Because I want you to account for coming home at five am this morning.
My wife has not spoken to me in three days. I think it has something to do with what happened on Sunday night when she thought she heard a noise downstairs.
She nudged me and whispered, "Wake up, wake up!"
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"There are burglars in the kitchen. I think they're eating the tuna casserole I made tonight."
"That'll teach them!" I replied.
Boy: Do you love me?
Girl: Yes dear.
Boy: Would you die for me?
Girl: No, mine is an undying love.