There are many great story tellers in the family – I am not one of them. I can remember about 3 jokes – this is one of them and the last one shared with Grampa Hue – the master storyteller.
April was here and signs of spring were finally showing. The mole family was just waking up to take a peek above ground. Papa Mole went to the hole first and stuck his nose out and sniffed the air -” Spring is coming I smell honey in the air ”
Mama Mole went up the tunnel next and stuck her nose out next to Papa Mole. Sniff sniff she went – “Spring is almost here, she said.” I smell Maple Syrup”
Baby Mole was last to come up the tunnel and there was no room at the top. “Sniff sniff went Baby Mole, “All I smell is mole’asses”
