3-year-old: A cloud. Me: No, what do you imagine it could be 3-year-old: Rain.
Oh, uh- *looks at pic* Squarepants
The man looks at her and says "I just moved the potatoes."
3-year-old: A cake. Wife: Where is it 3: You haven't made it yet.
3-year-old: Woof woof. Me: Horses 3: Neigh. Me: Pigs 3: Sizzle sizzle. Somebody understands bacon.
The Rolling Stones say 'hey you, get off my cloud.' the Scotsman says 'hey MaCleod, get off my ewe.'
To cloud 9
Because every time he saw a street pole he imagined two pies.