Jim performs
You should be on stage Jimmy. The next one out of town…
Dad Joke #3
Bec, come out and play, Jim says to his sister who is fastidiously arranging her dolls house again.
He peered in to see the shy girl's head buried within the house her Grandpa Pearce had made her. Her blonde pigtails pulled tight with a part almost surgical in its accuracy to separate the two halves of her cranium. She sniffs gently as she works and tidies up the small space.
No thanks, her voice muffled within the tiny walls. Jim looks on as she nurses the baby doll, lovingly wraps it in a tissue and gently puts it to bed. Bec sings a lullaby as best she can remember with a few words changed here and there.
Lullaby and goodnight, sweet baby don’t cry,
Mummy's fear,
Daddy's beer
They won’t fight
