Relativity

The other night my eldest daughter asked me if I thought I was good-looking.

I said no, I think I'm probably just average. Not ugly, but nothing to write home about either.

Says she, "But when we go to Walmart, you're one of the better-looking guys there."

"Well, I guess I'm Walmart handsome, then."


I guess you gotta take those silver linings where you can.