Pappa, Mamma and Baby mole are in their hole relaxing.
Suddenly Pappa mole says, "I smell honey," and sticks his head out of the hole to look around.
Then Mamma mole says, "I smell maple syrup," so she sticks her head out of the hole to look around.
Baby mole is too small to see out the hole so he says, "All I smell is molasses."
Parallel lines have so much in common.
It is a shame they will never meet.
Early one morning, an elderly retiree just finished a piece of artwork he had been working on and yelled to his wife.
"Honey! Come see what I created! It's an abstract panorama, depicting the next four years under a Trump administration!"
She yelled back, "Flush the toilet Bob and come eat your breakfast!"
The previous joke having set the mood, just for you Killary:
