Ron Swanson tells his first joke, but does not care for it, and lets his real feelings be known.

Ben Wyatt:

“Oh, you’re joking.”

Ron Swanson:

“Yes, son, I am. First joke ever. Don’t care for it. Death does not scare me. What I am worried about is spoiling my children. I don’t want ’em to be the kind of people who never work. Live off their trust funds. Who buy their wooden furniture. I will leave my children fifty dollars a piece for the cab home from my funeral and a steak dinner. End of discussion.”