Sunday, July 8, 2007

PUZZLER

“At sixty miles an hour, how long does it take
to travel a hundred yards?”
“Jeffrey, will you come up to the blackboard
and do this for the class?”
“JEFFREY, I’m talking to you.”

“Oh, do you mean me teacher?
I thought you meant somebody else entirely.”

“I am still WAITING JEFFREY!!!!
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”

“I sprained my ankle
and my thumb,
besides in ‘rithmetic
I’m really dumb,
Ask Clarissa, the brain of the class
So I can clearly see her legs and her ass.”

“Jeffrey, you’re awfully bad, you make me mad and
sad my wayward lad, you better stay in after class
and I’ll let you see my grown up ass.”

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