First, a Father’s Day joke:
An old man lived alone. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who used to help him, was in jail. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my potato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
For heaven’s sake, don’t dig up the garden plot, that’s where I buried the bodies!!
Love, Son
At 4 a.m. the next morning, the local police showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. A few days later the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Son
Happy Father’s Day, Dads!! Now, on to our story:
We have a children’s museum in Lincoln and everyone… fed the goats, played in the eagle’s nest (the eagles were not amused), was confused by the naked mole rats, howled with the howler monkeys, made fun of the camels, road the train… twice.
It’s a pretty good zoo
said young Gerold McGrew
and the fellow who runs it
seems proud of it too.
Now with new bonus footage here