I'm going to have to remember that one for when mine is a little bit older.
She's 13 now, so the dad jokes are mostly sedate with occasional tastes of mildly inappropriate. She had a friend over and there was a silent moment where no one was saying anything and I popped in, "So while I was waiting for you guys to get here I saw the strangest damned thing in the front yard. There were these two huge black birds, and they were stuck together at the wing side by side. They were flipping around and I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on." At this point I had the wife, kid, and friend captivated in the story.
"So I opened the door to get a closer look, and I'll be damned, a couple of Vel-Crows had landed in the yard."
My wife's head hit the table so hard she bounced, my child got up and walked away in shame, her friend sat there trying so hard to not-laugh that tears had started streaming. It was then I was informed that their dad didn't do dad jokes at home and it was a new experience.
I took off the gloves at that moment and was insufferable the entire night.