That’s the ticket

Daddy: “Has anyone seen my car keys?”

Michael: “I know where they are! They’re on the floor under the table!”

Daddy: “Huh? Where?”

Michael: “Under the kitchen table. See? Right there! (pointing)”

Daddy: “That’s weird. I didn’t drop them. How did they get there?”

Michael: “Oh, because I accidentally… Because someone probably… they… uh… They fell.”

Daddy: “That explains it.”

3 Responses to That’s the ticket

  1. Your brother asked me if you make this stuff up and since I was there just a week ago, I can attest to the fact that no, no
    you do not make that stuff up.
    Michael is who he is and we love him anyway!!! Gramann

  2. Precious Michael!

  3. Precious Michael didn’t want to incriminate himself!