Cah Key Pants

One of my Dad’s jokes was a real groaner, but worked well alongside his Boston accent..

“Just helped a fella who locked his keys in the cah.”

“Oh, yeah? Did you use the ol’ coat hangah trick?”

“Didn’t need to.. He was wearing his CAH KEY pants!”

I think this was his go-to filler joke, kind of a vamp, to keep the ball rolling in the middle of joke-telling sessions. He’d laugh loudly once, then move on. It was always sandwiched by better ones, but I remember this one, I think, because of the courage it takes to tell this bad a joke, and the skill to gracefully recover.  (: