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Dad Joke Of The Evening

Sorry to torment you with this...
...ok, not sorry....



There's a cop on the side of the road, checking for speeders. A car flies by and the cop sees 12 penguins in the back of the car. The cop hits his sirens and pulls the guy over, runs up to the window, and says, "What are you doing with 12 penguins in the back of your car?"

The guy says, "I dunno."

Cop replies, "Well I think you should take those penguins to the zoo."

 "OK," the guy replies.

Next day, the cop's on the side of the road again. Same car flies by, 12 penguins in the back of the car. Cop hits the sirens, pulls the guy over, runs up to his window, and says, "I thought I told you to take those penguins to the zoo!"

Guy replies, "I already did. And now we're going to the movies.”

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