Dark in here isn’t it?

Little Johnny is playing in his mother’s closet when he hears a noise.

His mom comes in and starts having sex with someone – but it’s not his dad.

He then hears a door slam downstairs and his mother say: “Oh no, my husband has come home early! Quick! Hide in the closet.”

The man get in the closet and little Johnny says, “Dark in here, isn’t it?”

The man is startled at first, but then calms down. “Yes it is.”

“Do you want to buy my baseball glove?”

“No.”

“I could go to my dad.”

“Fine. How much?”

“200 $”

“Fine.”

This happens again later in the week.

“Dark in here isn’t it?”

“Yes, yes it is.”

“Do you want to buy my baseball bat?”

“How much?”

“300 $”

A few days later his dad wants to play ball with him and tells him to go get his glove and bat.

“I can’t. I sold them.”

“Sold them? For how much?”

“500 $”

“That’s way too much. I am taking you to church right now for a confession.”

They get to the church and little Johnny climbs into the booth.

“Dark in here, isn’t it?”

To which the reverend blurts out, “Don’t start that shit again. Your are in my closet now.”

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