Because he ate his pillow.
The back of my hand.
Free of charge, of course.
5-year-old: Ninjas. Me: I didn't see them. 5-year-old: No one ever does. Checkmate.
He has claw marks on his forehead.
RUN! She's got a grenade in her mouth!
The drummer is drooling equally from both sides of his mouth.
You call it a stool softener cheesiest joke I made up