In my head

This morning the Girl told me about a cartoon she saw: “She was in a jam…”she says, in her best Sam Spade. “Then there was a picture of a berry in a jam jar.”
I laughed. And bit my tongue, hard. And didn’t tell my nine year old “I love dick jokes.”
Get it P.I.? Dick? Well, my grandma would have.

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