Saturday morning in the mole-hole

So there's this family of moles, living in their mole hole in a low-snake area of the country...

the father wakes up one morning, stretches, walks up to the den entry, sticks his nose up in the air and says-

"I smell pancakes!"

mother wakes up, stretches, walks up beside father, sticks her nose up in the air and says-

"I smell butter!"

little baby wakes up, stretches, walks up between mother and father, sticks his nose just as far up in the air as he can reach and says-

"I smell molasses!"



A little Saturday morning mammal humor for ya...

I don't get it......lol

Mole-asses...