I’m going to be a father!

I'm going to be a father!

I said to my boss the other day, “I need to leave early today, I’m going to be a father!”

He replied, “Of course! Take the afternoon off.”

When I returned to work the next day, he came to my desk, smiled and asked, “Well, how’d it go? Is it a boy or a girl?”

I shrugged, “I don’t know…I’ll tell you in nine months!”

Harold! Harold!

Harold! Harold!

I've missed you!

I’ve missed you!