A Father’s Quick Lie About ‘Balloons’ Backfired in the Worst Way Possible
One evening while taking a bath, Little Johnny looked up at his mother and asked curiously, “Mommy, what are those two round things on your chest?”
Blushing and completely caught off guard, the mother scrambled for an excuse. “Uh, go ask your father at breakfast tomorrow, honey,” she said, quite certain her son would completely forget about it by morning.
But Johnny didn’t forget.
The next morning at the breakfast table, he asked his father the exact same question. His dad, always quick on his feet and eager to dodge an awkward talk, smiled and said, “Ah, those are balloons, son. When your mommy passes away, we can blow them up so she can float all the way up to heaven.”
Johnny thought that was pretty neat, nodded happily, and dropped the subject.
A few weeks later, the father unexpectedly came home from work a few hours early. The moment his car pulled into the driveway, Johnny burst out of the front door, crying hysterically and waving his arms in the air.
“Daddy! Daddy! Come quick! Mommy is dying right now!!”
The terrified father jumped out of the car and grabbed his son by the shoulders. “Calm down, son! Take a deep breath! Why on earth do you think Mommy is dying?!”
Wiping away his tears, Johnny cried out, “Because Uncle Harry is upstairs blowing up Mommy’s balloons, and she’s screaming, ‘Oh God, I’m coming!'”
