Dad Jokes Are Seven Times As Worse

(I have hay fever and keep sneezing. My mum calls to talk about something.)

Mum: “How are you?”

Me: “Sneezy. My hay fever is bad.”

Mum: “You’re one of the Seven Dwarves?”

(The conversation carries on and I walk down the stairs.)

Mum: “Is that your boyfriend walking down the stairs?”

Me: “No, it’s me. I’m wearing Doc Martens.”

Mum: “Now you’re Sneezy AND Doc!”

(Mum dissolves into laughter while I threaten to hang up. We finish the conversation and she hangs up. Then I get a text message from my dad.)

Dad: “Don’t be Grumpy!”

Me: “I hate you.”