We’re watching fireworks from a Fallsview hotel overlooking Niagara Falls and an impressive one shoots off across the night sky. Hazel – it looks like fairy dust! Me – it looks a ghost’s hand reaching out to grab you . . . Sam – it looks like throw up. Hmmm. …
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. SON: ‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’ DAD: ‘Yeah sure, what it is?’ replied the man. SON: ‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’ DAD: ‘That’s …
Game’s over. 4-0 shutout loss that could have been a lot worse and kids are coming over to congratulate Sam on his efforts in net. “Great job” says one. Sam’s response? “I know.” Confidence is not this kid’s problem.
One dark night the Gruffalo’s child disobeys her father’s warnings and ventures out into the snow.
After all, the Big Bad Mouse doesn’t really exist . . .
Does he?
