My moncle is an unkey.

Kicked-Out

The director of the orphanage decided it would be a good day to take the kids to the beach.

One of the caretakers was sitting on a blanket, observing the kids and scenery when five year old Finn came running up to him and grabbed his hand.

"C'mon, Swift," Finn said, pulling on him. "I wanna show you something."

Swift got up and followed the little blond to the shoreline where another boy was standing over a dead seagull.

"What happened to him?" the other boy asked.

"Well, he died and went to heaven."

Finn thought for a moment. "Did God throw him back down?"

my first thought

Me: Sorry about the wait.

Finn: No, you're not.

Me: Shut up.