Why yes, I am a truck

In the comments below, Christopher recommended I try the following joke on the nieces:
A: Ask me if I'm a truck,
B: Are you a truck?
A: No.
*laughter*

Here are the results
Me: Oatmeal, ask me if I'm a truck
O: You're not a truck
Me: No, ask me if I'm a truck
O: (More adamantly) You're not a truck
Me: Say, Aunt Lala, are you a truck
O: No! You are not a truck
Me: You're right. I'm being silly. I am not a truck.

Me: ReeRee, as me if I'm a truck
R: You're not a truck
Me. No ask me, Lala, are you a truck
R: Lala, are you a truck
Me: No, silly, I'm not a truck
*lots of giggles in response*

Me: Schmugly, ask me if I'm a truck
S: No
Me: Ask me if I'm a truck
S: No

So, maybe they're a little young yet. Oatmeal wouldn't let go of the control. ReeRee loved it, once she got the hang of it. And the baby was just utterly confused. But I got a good laugh out of the whole thing.

Comments

[Christopher Tassava]

AWESOME. I'll have to try this on my two!

[Squab]

OMG, that totally RULES. I like Oatmeal's responses the best. Just goes to prove it's the best joke ever: it even works when it doesn't work!