Daddy longlegs

>  This is a genre-joke. It’s a Canadian gay joke. If you’re one or the other you might get it. If you’re both, you probably will get it. Or, gentle reader, if you are neither, but smart, you may also get it. The difficulty with genre-jokes is that there’s quite a bit of leadup before the actual joke.

An Alberta father watched his daughter playing in the garden. He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and innocent his little girl was. Suddenly she just stopped and stared at the ground. He went over to her and noticed she was watching two spiders mating.

“Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?” she asked.

“They’re mating,” her father replied.

“What do you call the spider on top, Daddy?” she asked.

“That’s a Daddy Longlegs." Her father answered.

“So, the other one is a Mommy Longlegs?” the little girl asked.

“No,” her father replied, smiling. “Both of them are Daddy Longlegs.“

The little girl thought for a moment, then took her foot and stomped them flat.

“Well, it might be OK in Ontario and British Columbia,” she said, “*but* we’re not having any of that shit in our garden.”