Too Much Explanation

A little boy ran into the living room where his father was reading.  "Dad, where did I come from?"

The boy's mother cleared her throat and excused herself to let Father answer this long-feared question.  Father cleared his throat and went through a long, careful explanation of how children are born.

When he was finally through, Junior commented, "That's okay, Dad; but my pal Joe down the street says he comes from Omaha, and I just wanted to know where I came from."

- submitted by Diane M. Sickler, Parables, Etc. (January 1996)