Low Humor.

Tonight I got to do one of my favorite jokes. When I got home from work, my wife was preparing to take the grandkids out to ride the carnival rides at a nearby shopping center (yes, yes, I know…). Anyway, she asked me to pick up a few things at the grocery store, and I said that, seeing as I needed to go anyway, I’d just make a list and pick up everything tonight rather than tomorrow.

So, as I’m pushing my cart up and down the aisles, I come upon the section where they have the cooking oil. A woman is standing there with her teenage son, and she is saying to him, “Olive oil comes from olives, and corn oil comes from corn…”

I immediately piped up, “So where does baby oil come from?”

Unfortunately, she didn’t get it. Junior was a chip off the old block, too.

A good joke wasted.

But she was wondering what canola oil came from. (I should have said “Cannolis.”)