I’ve told this one here before, but it’s still funny (I’m probably going to paraphrase myself here, as it’s been a while, but the spirit is still intact):
Mother and child, at the Night Exhibit at the Woodland Park Zoo here in Seattle, watching an armadillo run around:
Child: “Mom, what is that?”
Mother: “Well, dear, that’s a… looks desperately around for a sign about what animal is on display, gives up… that’s… that’s a monkey.”
I had to hide my face against my husband’s shoulder to keep from laughing out loud. I mean, I understand if you don’t know what an animal is, but guess something reasonable, or better yet, just admit you don’t know. A monkey?!
Newer ones:
Overheard at the store I work in:
“You shouldn’t ride trains. They give you a humpback.” (mother to her young son)
“Barnacles grow on clams. When you dig up a clam, and take it home, and eat it, you grow barnacles. The doctor calls them warts, and then they have to be frozen off with a popsicle.” (little boy, somewhere between 7-10ish)
“I have this same book at home. Only it’s called something else, and someone else wrote it.” (a lady to her friend, as I was adding up her items)
“My daddy sowed an oat, and my mommy tilled the soil, and then I grew into a beeee-yoo-tee-ful rose. Now my daddy eats like a horse, and my mommy just looks like one.” (little girl, about 5 or 6)
“My aunt told me just yesterday that my uncle James was ovulating. Again. I know! You’d think after all these years, he’d stop.” (lady on cellphone as I was ringing her up -argh!)
“Does this hat look good with my glasses?” (Lady, to friend, wearing hat she came in with… and no glasses)
(After offering to help a lady carry a rather large and bulky item out of the store): “Oh, yes, this is definitely a two-woman job. Honey, this lady could use your help!” and her husband comes over to help me.
I love my job. And I’ve only just begun!