A proud mother prepared her little boy for his first day at school. "Now, if you want to have a wee-wee, hold up your hand in the class and the teacher will ask you what you want. Tell her you want to go to the toilet and she'll give you permission to leave the room."
During his first class, the little boy felt the urge and put his hand up. The teacher asked what he wanted. "I have to go to the toilet," he said.
"Okay, it's the door on the right at the end of the corridor."
A moment later he was back at the classroom door looking agitated. "I can't find it," he said.
The teacher said, very slowly and carefully, "Go out, turn left, go to the end of the corridor, and through the door on the right."
No sooner had he disappeared than he was back again, chocking back tears.
"I still can't find it."
The teacher hailed an older boy walking along the corridor and asked him to show the little lad where the toilet was. They disappeared. When they came back the teacher asked if everything was all right. He said, "Yes teacher. He had his underpants on back to front."
The little boy was having trouble with math, and whatever the teacher asked him he'd count on his fingers.
"Two plus two?"
Counting his fingers, "Four."
"Three plus three?"
Again, counting his fingers, "Six."
"Now I want you to stop using your fingers. Put your hands in your pockets, and tellme what is five plus five."
The kid fumbled quietly before he gave the answer.
"Eleven," he said.
- The Complete Penguin Book of Australian Jokes -
Sunday, March 25, 2007
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