Punchline Prevention Protocol

I’d set up a table to sell things at a small event and was talking to a man when his daughter, somewhere around seven to nine, came up to talk to him.

Daughter: “I’m hungry.”

The man starts to open his mouth to reply when the daughter hastily adds:

Daughter: “And don’t call me hungry!”

The man shuts his mouth, then turns to me with a grin.

Man: “She knows me too well.”