So, a child molester and a little kid are walking into the forest. They go deeper and deeper into the woods and it gets darker and darker out.
Finally, the kid looks up at the child molester and says, “Gee, mister. It’s dark out here. I’m getting really scared.”
The child molester says, “You think you’re scared? I have to walk out of here by myself!”
Extraite de Blue Valentine, cette petite blague m’a glacé les sangs.