A little girl had
just finished her first week of school.
"I'm just wasting my
time," she said to her mother. "I can't read, I
can't write and they won't let me talk!"
My son Zachary, 4,
came screaming out of the bathroom to tell me he'd
dropped his toothbrush in the toilet. So I fished it
out and threw it in the garbage. Zachary stood there
thinking for a moment, then ran to my bathroom and
came out with my toothbrush. He held it up and said
with a charming little smile, "We better throw this
one out too then, 'cause it fell in the toilet a few
days ago.
Upon hearing
that her elderly grandfather had just passed away,
Katie went
straight to her grandparent's house to visit her
95-year-old grandmother and
comfort her.
When she asked how her grandfather had died, her
grandmother replied, "He
had a heart attack while we were making love on
Sunday morning."
Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that two
people nearly 100 years old
having sex would surely be asking for trouble.
"Oh, no, my dear," replied granny. "Many years ago,
realizing our advanced
age, we figured out the best time to do it was when
the church bells would
start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice
and slow and even.
Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out
on the Dong."
She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, "If
the damned ice cream
truck hadn't come along, he'd still be alive."
While in
line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided
to
release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was
finally able to grab hold
of her after receiving looks of disgust and
annoyance from other patrons.
I told her that if she did not start behaving "right
now" she would be
punished.
To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a
voice just as
threatening, If you don't let me go right now, I
will tell Grandma
that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!"
The silence was
deafening
after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers
stopped what they were
doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and
walked out of the bank with
my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the
door closed behind
me was screams of laughter.
Have you ever asked your child a question too many
times?
My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with
potty training
and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at
Taco Bell for a quick
lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a
full dining room.
While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny,
so of course I
checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she was
clean. Then I realized
that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while, so
I asked him if he
needed to go,
and he said "No." I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, that
child has had an
accident, and I don't have any clothes with me." I
repeated, "Danny, are
you
SURE you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied.
I just KNEW that he
must
have had an accident, because the smell was getting
worse... Soooooo, I
asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an
accident?" This time he jumped
up,
yanked down his pants, bent over and spread his
cheeks and yelled:
"SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!"
The
nun teaching Sunday school was speaking to her class
one morning and she asked the question, "When you
die and go to Heaven...which part of your body goes
first?"
Suzy raised her hand and said, "I think it's your
hands."
"Why do you think it's your hands, Suzy?"
Suzy replied, "Because when you pray, you hold your
hands together in front of you and God just takes
you hands first."
"What a wonderful answer!" the nun said.
Little Johnny raised his hand and said, "Sister, I
think it's your legs.
"The nun looked at him with a most perplexed
expression on her face. "Now, Little Johnny, why do
you think it would be your legs?"
Little Johnny said, "Well, I walked into Mommy and
Daddy's bedroom the other night. Mommy had her legs
straight up in the air and she was saying, "Oh God,
I'm coming!" If Dad hadn't pinned her down, we'd
have lost her."
The
nun fainted.
Little
Johnny watched the science teacher start the
experiment with
worms.
Four worms were placed into four separate jars.
The first worm was put into a jar of alcohol.
The second worm was put into a jar of cigarette
smoke.
The third worm was put into a jar of sperm.
The fourth worm was put into a jar of soil.
After one day, these were the results:
The first worm in alcohol - dead.
Second worm in cigarette smoke - dead.
Third worm in sperm - dead.
Fourth worm in soil - alive.
So the Science teacher asked the class - "What can
you learn
from this experiment."
Little Johnny quickly raised his hand and said -
"As long as you
drink, smoke and have sex, you won't have worms.
A little boy came down to breakfast.
Since they lived on a farm, his mother asked if he
had done his chores.
"Not yet," said the little boy.
His mother told him he couldn't have any breakfast
until he did his chores. Well, he was a little
pissed, so he went to feed the chickens, and he
kicked a chicken. He went to feed the cows, and he
kicked a cow. He went to feed the pigs, and he
kicked a pig.
He went back in for breakfast and his mother gave
him a bowl of dry cereal.
"How come I don't get any eggs and bacon? "Why don't
I have any milk in my
cereal?" he asks.
"Well, "his mother said, "I saw you kick a chicken,
so you don't get any eggs. I saw you kick the pig,
so you don't get any bacon, either. I also saw you
kick the cow, so you aren't getting any milk this
morning."
Just about then, his father comes down for
breakfast, and he kicks the cat as he's walking into
the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at his mother with a smile,
and says, "Are you going to tell him, or should I?
The children were
lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary
school for lunch. At the head of the table was a
large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and
posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE. God is
watching." Moving further along the lunch line, at
the other end of the table was a large pile of
chocolate chip cookies. A child had written a note,
"Take all you want. God is watching the apples.
The
children had all been photographed, and the teacher
was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of
the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be
to look at it when you are all grown up and say,
'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's
Michael, He's a doctor.' A small voice at the back
of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher,
She's dead. "
(((ring-g-g-g-g)))
(((ring-g-g-g-g))
***pick up***
"Hello?"
"Hi, honey, this is Daddy" .... "Is Mommy near
the phone?"
"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Frank,"
After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But you haven't got an Uncle Frank, honey!"
"Oh Yes, I do, he come around all the time, and he's upstairs in the
bedroom with Mommy, right now!"
"Uhhh, Okay, then ... here's what I want you do.
Put down the phone, run upstairs and knock on the
bedroom door
and shout to Mommy and Uncle Frank that Daddy's
car's just pulled
up outside the house & then come back to the phone."
"Okay, Daddy!"
A few minutes later, the little girl comes back
to the phone. "I did what you said, Daddy."
"And what happened?" he asks.
"Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming, then she tripped over the rug and went flying out the front window and now she's all dead."
"Oh my God!!!!! And what about your Uncle Frank?"
"He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too and he was all scared and he jumped out the back window into the swimming pool but he must have forgot that last week you took out all the water to
clean it, so he hit the bottom of the swimming pool and now he's
all real dead too."
***long pause***
***more pause****
Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool???? - Is this
642357?"
Little Patrick!
For his birthday Little Patrick asked for a 10-speed
bicycle.
His father said, "Son, we'd give you one, but the
mortgage on this
house is $120,000 and your mother just lost her
job. There's no way we can
afford it."
The next day the
father saw Little Patrick heading out the
front door with a suitcase, so he asked, "Son,
where are you going?"
Little Patrick told him, "I was walking past your
room last night and
heard you tell mom you were pulling out. Then I
heard her tell you to wait
because she was coming too, and I'll be damned if
I'm staying here by
myself with a $120,000 mortgage and no f**king
bike!"
One night, a father passed by his son's room and
heard his son praying: "God bless Mommy, Daddy, and
Grandma. Ta ta, Grandpa."
The father didn't quite know what this meant, but
was glad his son was praying. The next morning, they
found Grandpa dead on the floor of a heart attack.
The father reassured himself that it was just a
coincidence, but was still a bit spooked.
The next night, he heard his son praying again: "God
bless Mommy and Daddy. Ta ta, Grandma."
The father was worried, but decided to wait until
morning. Sure enough, the next morning Grandma was
on the floor, dead of a heart attack.
Really scared now, the father decided to wait
outside his son's door the next night. And sure
enough, the boy started to pray: "God bless Mommy.
Ta ta, Daddy."
Now the father was crapping his pants. He stayed up
all night, and went to the doctor's early the next
day to make sure his health was fine. When he
finally came home, his wife was waiting on the
porch. She said, "Thank God you're here -- we could
really use your help! We found milkman dead on our
porch this morning!"
Michael came home from school one day and
walked into the kitchen. His grandma asked him,
"Michael, what did you learn in school today?"
Michael replied, "Well, we learned about penises,
and vaginas, and sexual intercourse, and
masturbation." Grandma hauled off and slapped
,Michael hard. He ran up to his room, crying.
Michael's mother walked in and cried, "Ma! Why did
you go and hit Michael !?" Grandma replied, "Well, I
asked him what he learned in school today. He
started talking about sex, and penises, and
masturbation!" Michael's mother said, "Ma! That's
what they learn. It's called sex education!" Well,
Grandma felt bad about hitting Michael, so she went
upstairs to apologize. When she opened his bedroom
door she found him on his bed masturbating. Without
a blink, she said, "Michael, when you're finished
with your homework, come downstairs and talk to me."
A couple had two little boys, ages eight and ten,
who were excessively mischievous.
The two were always getting into trouble and their
parents could be confident that if any mischief
occurred in their town, their two young sons were
involved in some capacity. The parents were at their
wit's end as to what to do about their sons'
behaviour.
The parents had heard that a clergyman in town had
been successful in disciplining children in the
past, so they contacted him, and he agreed to give
it his best shot. He asked to see the boys
individually, so the eight-year-old was sent to meet
with him first. The clergyman sat the boy down and
asked him sternly, "Where is God?"
The boy made no response, so the clergyman repeated
the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is
God?"
Again the boy made no attempt to answer, so the
clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his
finger in the boy's face, "WHERE IS GOD?"
At that, the boy bolted from the room, ran directly
home, and slammed himself in his closet. His older
brother followed him into the closet and said, "What
happened?"
The younger brother replied, "We are in BIG trouble
this time. God is missing and they think we did it!"
In
class one day, Mr. Johnson pulled Johnny over to his
desk after a test, and said, “Johnny I have a
feeling that you have been cheating on your tests.”
Johnny was astounded and asked Mr. Johnson to prove
it. “Well, said Mr. Johnson, I was looking over your
test and the question was, ‘Who was our first
president?’, and the little girl that sits next to
you, Mary, put ‘George Washington,’ and so did you.”
“So, everyone knows that he was the first
president.”
“Well, just wait a minute,” said Mr. Johnson. “The
next question was, ‘Who freed the slaves?’ Mary put
Abraham Lincoln and so did you.”
“Well, I read the history book last night and I
remembered that,” said Johnny.
“Wait, wait,” said Mr. Johnson. The next question
was, ‘Who was president during the Louisiana
Purchase?’ Mary put ‘I don't know,’ and you put, ‘Me
neither’.”
Reasons
Why Studying is Better than Sex:
1) You can
usually find someone to do it with you.
2) If you get
tired, you can stop, save your place and pick up
where you left off.
3) You can
finish early without feeling guilty.
4) When you
open a book, you don't have to worry who else has
opened that book.
5) A little
coffee and you can do it all night.
6) If you don't
finish a chapter, you won't gain the reputation of
"book teaser".
7) You can do
it, watch tv, and scarf popcorn all at the same
time.
8) You won't
mind if your parents interrupt you in the middle of
it.
9) You don't
have to put your beer down to do it.
10) If
you're not sure what you are doing, you can ask your
roommate for help.
Q: How
many schoolteachers does it take to change a light
bulb?
A:
None. Anything not completed during the lesson is
added to the homework.
Ways to
confuse your Professor:
1) Show up to
class about ten minutes late. Ride into the room on
a bicycle, yell, "Look out!", and crash into the
blackboard. Get up, take a seat, and act like
nothing happened. Do this every day.
2) Carve a bust
of your professor out of cheese. Tie a ribbon around
it, and present it to him/her at the beginning of
class. Demand extra credit.
3) Write your
professor a note that says, "I'm going to be about
15 late. Go ahead and start without me." Wait
outside the building until the time when class is
supposed to begin. Tie the note to a rock, and throw
it through the window.
4) Bring a
small cactus to class with you. Raise your hand, and
when you're called on, say that the cactus has a
question. Turn and look at the cactus, as if you're
waiting for it to say something. After a few
moments, shrug, and wait for your professor to move
on. Do this once a day, and become increasingly
irritated with the cactus every time, sighing
heavily and giving it evil looks when it fails to
"speak." When you leave the room after class, start
yelling at the cactus, "I can't believe you
embarrassed me AGAIN..."
5) Keep
"accidentally" setting fires at your desk. Burn
notebooks, papers, or whatever you have handy.
Whenever you start a fire, no matter how small it
is, start yelling, "Fire! Fire!" and run out of the
room in a panic. Don't return for the rest of class.
The Ways to Grade the Final Exams:
Dept of Statistics: All grades are plotted along the
normal bell curve.
Dept of Psychology: Students are asked to blot ink
in their exam books, close them and turn them in.
The professor opens the books and assigns the first
grade that comes to mind.
Dept of History: All students get the same grade
they got last year.
Dept of Religion: Grade is determined by God.
Dept of Philosophy: What is a grade?
Law
School: Students are asked to defend their position
of why they should receive an A.
Dept of Logic: If and only if the student is present
for the final and the student has accumulated a
passing grade then the student will receive an A
else the student will not receive an A.
Dept of Computer Science: Random number generator
determines grade. Music Department: Each student
must figure out his grade by listening to the
instructor play the corresponding note (+ and -
would be sharp and flat respectively).
Dept of Physical Education: Everybody gets an A.
How many
students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A. Does this
question give any bonus marks?
You Might
Be a Schoolteacher if...
1) You
have no time for a life from August to June.
2) You
want to slap the next person who says, "Must be nice
to work from 8 to 3 and have your summers free!"
3) When
out in public you feel the urge to talk to strange
children and correct their behavior.
4) You
refer to adults as "boys and girls."
5) You
encourage your spouse by telling them they are a
"good helper."
6) You've
ever had your profession slammed by someone who
would never dream of doing your job.
7)
Meeting a child's parents instantly answers the
question, "Why is this kid like this?"
8) You
believe "extremely annoying" should have its own box
on the report card.
9) You
know hundred good reasons for being late.
10) You
don't want children of your own because there isn't
a name you can hear that wouldn't elevate your blood
pressure.
A grade school teacher was asking his pupils what
their parents did for a living. "Tim, you be first.
What does your mother do all day?" Tim stood up and
proudly said "She's a doctor." "That's wonderful.
How about you, Amy?" Amy shyly stood up, scuffed her
feet and said "My father is a mailman." "Thank you,
Amy" said the teacher. "What does your parent do,
Billy?" Billy proudly stood up and announced "My
daddy plays piano in a whorehouse." The teacher was
aghast and went to Billy's house and rang the bell.
Billy's father answered the door. The teacher
explained what his son had said and demanded an
explanation. Billy's dad said "I'm actually a system
programmer specializing in TCP/IP communication
protocol on UNIX systems. How can I explain a thing
like that to a seven-year-old?"
After a Christmas break, a teacher asked her young
pupils how they spent their holidays. One small boy
wrote the following:
We
always used to spend Christmas with Grandpa and
Grandma. They used to live here in a big brick home,
but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida.
Now they live in a place with a lot of other
retarded people. They all live in little tin boxes.
They ride on big three-wheeled tricycles and they
all wear nametags because they don't know who they
are. They go to a big building called a wrecking
hall; but if it was wrecked, they got it fixed
because it's all right now. They play games and do
exercises there, but they don't do them very good.
There is a swimming pool there. They go into it and
just stand there with their hats on. I guess they
don't know how to swim.
As
you go into their park, there is a dollhouse with a
little man sitting in it. He watches all day so they
can't get out without him seeing them. When they can
sneak out they go to the beach and pick up shells
that they think are dollars.
My
Grandma used to bake cookies and stuff, but I guess
she forgot how. Nobody cooks, they just eat out.
They eat the same thing every night, Early Birds.
Some of the people are so retarded that they don't
know how to cook at all, so my Grandma and Grandpa
bring food into the wrecked hall and they call it
"pot luck."
My
Grandma says Grandpa worked hard all his life and
earned his retardment. I wish they would move back
up here, but I guess the little man in the dollhouse
won't let them out.
Two
little boys go into the grocery store. One is nine,
one is four. The nine-year-old grabs a box of
tampons from the shelf and carries it to the
register for check-out. The cashier asks "Oh, these
must be for your mom, huh?"
The
nine-year-old replies, "Nope, not for my mom."
Without thinking, the cashier responded, "Well, they
must be for your sister then?" The nine-year-old
responded, "Nope, not for my sister either."
The
cashier had now become curious. "Oh. Not for your
mom and not for your sister -- then who are they
for?"
The
nine-year old says "They're for my four-year-old
little brother." The cashier is surprised: "Your
four year-old-brother?"
The
nine-year-old explains: "Well yeah, they say on TV
if you wear one of these, you can swim or ride a
bike -- and my little brother can't do either of
those things
A
7-year-old and his 4-year-old brother are upstairs
in their bedroom. The 7-year-old is explaining that
it is high time that the two of them begin swearing.
When his little brother responds enthusiastically,
the 7-year old says, ''When we go downstairs for
breakfast this morning, I'll say 'hell' and you say
'ass'.''
The 4-year-old happily agrees.
As the two boys are seating themselves at the
breakfast table, their mother walks in and asks her
older son what he would like to eat for breakfast.
The 7-year-old replies, ''Aw hell, Mom, I'll just
have some Cheerios."
The surprised mother reacts quickly and whacks him
one. The boy runs upstairs, bawling and rubbing his
behind. With a sterner note in her voice, the mother
then asks the younger son, ''And what would YOU like
for breakfast?''
''I don't know,'' the 4-year-old blubbers, ''but you
can bet your ASS it's not gonna be Cheerios!''
A boy was
in school and the teacher asks him, ''Bobby, what is
round and red?'' Bobby says, ''A banana!'' The
teacher says, ''No, Bobby, it's an apple, but at
least I know that you were thinking.''
The
teacher asks him again what is long and yellow and
Bobby says, ''An apple!'' The teacher says, ''No
Bobby, but at least you you were thinking.''
Bobby
then looked down in his desk and asked the teacher,
''What is 4 inches long, yellow and has red on the
tip?'' The teacher says, ''BOBBY!! Is that what I
think it is? A penis?'' Bobby says, ''No, it's a
match, but at least I know you were thinking!!''
Two
endings
1.
One night a father sent his kid to bed. Five minutes
later the boy screamed, ''Dad! Can you get me a
glass of water!?!''
''No. You had your chance.''
A minute later the boy screamed ''Dad!! Can you get
me a glass of water?''
''No. You had your chance. Next time you ask I'll
come up there and spank you.''
''Dad! When you come up to spank me can you bring me
a glass or water?''
2.
One night a father sent his kid to bed. Five minutes
later the boy screamed, ''Dad! Can you get me a
glass of water!?!''
''No. You had a drink before you went to bed.''
A
minute later the boy screamed ''Dad!! Can you get me
a glass of water?''
''Why are you so thirsty?''
''I'm not, my rooms on fire!''
One day a
little girl came running into her house yelling,
"Mommy, I got five dollars!"
The
mother was curious, so she asked her child where she
got the five dollars from.
The
little girl replied, ''Tommy down the street gave me
five dollars for doing cartwheel while he sat in the
tree.
The
mother told her daughter, "Don't you know that Tommy
is just trying to see your panties."
''OOOOhhhh''
said the little girl.
The next
day the little girl came running into the house
yelling, "Mommy, I got ten dollars. The mother
asked, "Where did you get the ten dollars from?"
The
little girl replied, "Tommy down the street gave me
ten dollars for doing a cartwheel while he sat up in
the tree and laughed."
The
mother replied, "Didn't I tell you that he is
only...''
Before
the mother could finish, the little girl said,
''Wait Mommy. I tricked him, I didn't wear any
panties today.''
An
old man in Mississippi is sitting on his front porch
watching the sun rise. He sees the neighbor's kid
walk by carrying something big under his arm. "Hey
boy, whatcha got there?"
"Roll of chicken wire."
"What you gonna do with that?"
"Gonna
catch some chickens."
"You damn fool! You can't catch chickens with
chicken wire!" The boy just laughs and keeps
walking. That evening at sunset, the boy comes
walking by, dragging behind him the chicken wire
with about 30 chickens caught in it.
The
next morning, the old man is out watching the sun
rise and he sees the boy walk by carrying something
in his hand. "Hey boy, whatcha got there?"
"Roll of duct tape."
"What you gonna do with that?"
"Gonna
catch me some ducks."
"You damn fool! You can't catch ducks with duct
tape!"
The boy just laughs and keeps walking.That night
around sunset the boy walks by, trailing behind him
the unrolled roll of duct tape with about 35 ducks
caught in it.
The
next morning, the old man sees the boy walking by
carrying what looks like a long reed with something
fuzzy on the end. ''Hey boy, whatcha got there?"
"It's a pussy willow."
"Wait up...I'll get my hat."
A College Student's ABC's Of
Drinking
A- Alcohol: The key to
surviving college
B- Beer: It's what's for dinner
C- Class: What you're supposed to get up and go to
after a Thursday night party
D- Dancing: A favorite pastime of almost every
drunk, usually looks pathetic
E- Emergency: An empty keg, or there is no one over
21 in your drinking party
F- F**cked Up: Signified by leaning over a toilet
puking your guts out
G- Games: Anything that involves cards, quarters and
chugging beers
H- Hang-over: Reminds you of how great last night
was and how much you drank
I- IA: The Klan that really knows how to drink
alcohol
J- Jail: Where you'll end up after trying to use a
fake ID or staggering home
K- Kissing: What you'll do to anything that moves
after 15 beers
L- Lord: Person you beg to get you out of every
situation involving alcohol
M- Money: That which you no longer have due to too
much partying
N- Not Again!: What you scream when you wake up
beside someone you don't know
O- Oh shit!- What you say as you're falling down the
stairs.
P- Pee: What you have to do every five minutes while
you're drinking beer
Q- Quilt: What you puked on last night in bed and
have to clean in the morning - YUCK!
R- Reform: What you promise God you will do while
you're puking in the toilet
S- Sex: What you did with that person you met last
night while you were drunk (yeah, right)
T- Twenty-four: The number of beers it takes ME to
get drunk
U- Underage: Most of the drinking population in
college town
V- Vodka: The mother of all alcohols and the best
way to make Jello
W- Worm: The part of Tequila that reminds you of the
porcelain god
X- X-Ray: How they can see into your stomach before
they pump it (detox)
Y- Yourself: The one who drinks WAY TOO MUCH every
weekend
Z- Zima: Zomething Different
A first
grade teacher in the Midwest is explaining to her
class that she is a Republican and how nice it is
that a new Republican president has taken office.
She asks her students to raise their hands if they,
too, are Republicans and support George Bush.
Everyone in class raises their hands except one
little girl. "Mary," says the teacher with
surprise, "why didn't you raise your hand?" Because
I'm not a Republican," says Mary. "Well, what are
you?" asks the teacher. "I'm a Democrat and proud
of it," replies the little girl. The teacher cannot
believe her ears. "My goodness, Mary, why are you a
Democrat?" she asks. "Well, my momma and papa are
Democrats, so I'm a Democrat, too." "Well," says
the teacher in an annoyed tone, "that's no reason
for you to be a Democrat. You don't always have to
be like your parents. What if your momma was
a criminal and your papa was a criminal, too, what
would you be then?" Mary smiled. "Then we'd be
Republicans."