I'm a Dad, Not an Arms Dealer

A little girl called the police: “Officer, can I blow up my school with a toy gun?”

The officer struggled to hold back a laugh. “Sure. Just come home and do your homework when you’re done.”

“Okay!”

BOOM!!!

An abandoned factory vanished in an instant, leaving behind a crater two hundred meters deep.

An electromagnetic pulse knocked out power across the entire city. Experts held an emergency meeting late into the night:

“This has to be a strategic-grade weapon the size of a wardrobe!”

The moment they put up the satellite footage, the conference room fell silent.

A little girl held a palm-sized “toy.” Blue light still glimmered at its muzzle, and she smiled with carefree innocence.

Five thousand special forces surrounded the villa. Snipers took their positions as armed helicopters circled overhead.

The door opened, and a man in pajamas walked out, looking utterly confused.

“I just took an afternoon nap. Why am I being arrested?”