“Duck under the table and see what you can find,” was Father’s pat answer to the question of what was for dessert.

He was like that: quick-witted and full of comebacks.  My husband is the same, and I compound the problem by walking into it every time:

“What have you got on tomorrow?” I’ll ask, innocently enough, to which he’ll inevitably respond:

“Shorts and a T-shirt.”

The trouble with this kind of humour is that it is never obsolete – the jokes are corny and usually elicit a moan rather than a chuckle, but they are also catchy and when the kids ask:  “What are you up to?”  I can’t help myself and reply:

“5’8”.”

(These groans are brought to you by the daily prompts of obsolete (Daily Addictions), compound (Fandango), and duck (Ragtag Community).  Have a few zingers of your own?  Leave them in the comments and I’ll promise not to laugh.)