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Teacher decides to teach the class logic. She asks the class if there were three birds on a telegraph wire and the farmer fired his gun at them, how many birds would be left?
Little Jane said two miss, that's good.
Little Mary said three because he missed, that's good.
Now Little Johnny at the back of the class said there were none miss because the noise of the gun would frighten them away.
That's very good Johnie said the teacher, I like the way you are thinking.
Little Johnny said to the teacher, can I ask you a question miss? Yes of course you can, the teacher replied.
If there were three ladies walking along the beach and each one had an ice cream. One was licking it, one was biting it and one was suскing it, which one was married?
Well said the teacher, I suppose it was the one that was suскing it.
Wrong miss, it was the one with the wedding ring but I like the way you were thinking.
A little boy blows up a balloon and starts flicking it all around the house with his finger.
His mother tells him to stop it as he’s liable to break something, but the boy continues.
‘Johnny!’ Mom screams. ‘Knock it off.’ You’re going to break something.
He stops and eventually Mom leaves for a short trip to the shopping center.
Johnny starts up with the balloon again after his mom has left for the store.
He gives it one last flick and it lands in the toilet where he leaves it.
Mom comes in and while putting away the grocery gets the urge.
It’s a diarrhea run!!!
She can hardly make it to the toilet in time and SPLASH, out it comes.
When she’s finished, she looks down and can’t believe what she’s seeing.
She’s not sure what this big brown thing is in the toilet!
She calls her doctor.
The doctor is baffled as she describes the situation, but he assures her he’ll be over shortly to examine everything.
When he arrives she leads him to the bath room and he gets down on his knees and takes a long, hard look at the thing.
Finally, he takes out his pen and sort of touches it to see what it might be and POP!
The balloon explodes and роор is everywhere.
It’s on him, the walls, etc.
‘Doctor! Doctor! Are you all right?’ she asks.
He says, ‘I’ve been in this business for over 30 years, and this is the first time I’ve ever actually seen a fаrт !'”
Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I’m writing you today, the 26th of December. Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month! (While filled with illusion I wrote you this letter) I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform.
I destroyed my brain studying the whole year! Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school. I’m not going to lie to you Santa, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me. With my parents, my brothers, my friends and with my neighbors, I would go on errands and even help the elderly cross the street.
There was virtually nothing I wouldn’t do for humanity!
What ваlls you have leaving me a fuскing yo-yo, a sтuрid аss whistle, and a pair of socks! What the fuск were you thinking, you fат son of a вiтсh, that you’ve taken me for a sucker the whole fuскing year, to come out with some shiт like this under the dамn tree. As if you hadn’t fuскеd me enough, you gave that little shiтhеаd across the street so many fuскing toys, that he can’t even walk into his dамn house!
Please don’t let me see you trying to fit your big fат аss down my chimney next year! “I’ll fuск you up!” I’ll throw rocks at those sтuрid аss reindeers of yours, and scare them the fuск away, so you’ll have to walk your big fат аss back to the northpole, just like i have to do since you didn’t get me that fuскing bike, you punk вiтсh!!
You know what santa, fuск you!! Next year you’ll find out how bad i can really fuскing be…you’ve been sleeping on a мотhеrfuскеr far too long!
So watch your back next year, you fат вiтсh!
Sincerely,
Little Johnny
Little Johnny comes home from school with a note from his teacher, indicating that “Johnny seems to be having some difficulty with the differences between boys and girls,” and would his mother, “please sit down and have a talk with Johnny about this.”
So Johnny’s mother takes him quietly, by the hand, upstairs to her bedroom, and closes the door.
- First, Johnny, I want you to take off my blouse…
So he unbuttons her blouse and takes it off.
- Ok, now take off my skirt…
And he takes off her skirt.
- Now take off my вrа…
Which he does.
- And now, Johnny, please take off my раnтiеs.
And when Johnny finishes removing those, she says,
“Johnny, PLEASE don’t wear any of my clothes to school any more!”
One day in class, the teacher was teaching the kids the vocabulary word of the day. … …
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“Ok class, the word for the day is definitely. Can anyone use it in a sentence?” she asked. …
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Straight A’s Sally in the front row raises her hand and says, “The tree is definitely green.” …
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“Sorry Sally,” says the teacher “but since the tree has a brown trunk it is not definitely green. Anyone else?” …
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Timmy in the middle of the class raises his hand and says, “The sky is definitely blue.” … …
“Sorry Timmy, but since there are clouds in the sky it can’t be definitely blue. Anyone else?” … …
After a few minutes little Johnny in the back row raises his hand and says, “Is a fаrт wet?”
The teacher steels herself for another session with Little Johnny’s vulgаr mouth and says, “Excuse me? What was that Johnny?”
Johnny replies, “Is a fаrт wet?”
“Well no.” The teacher says.
To which Johnny replied, “Well then I definitely shiт my pants.”
Little Johnny is asked by his teacher:
“What is the most wonderful thing in life for you?”
“Well, sir,” says Johnny, “when I think about it, the most wonderful thing in life for me is a pretty girl with big t*ts and a wet рussy.”
The teacher is infuriated and writes a note that Little Johnny has to give to his father.
The next day, the teacher asks:
“So, Johnny, what did your daddy say?”
“Well, sir,” says Johnny, “we sat down in the living room and drank an espresso, read your note and talked, then we poured ourselves a cognac, smoked a joint and talked some more. In the end, we decided you must be a fсuкing quееr.”
One day little Johnny’s teacher was teaching the class about agriculture. To help with this, she was showing pictures of farm equipment. She puts up the first picture, “What is this a picture of class?” she asks.
Little Suzy puts up her hand and Johnny sticks up his hand. Of course, the teacher just knows that Johnny has something dirтy in mind and picks Suzy.”What is this Suzy?”.
“Its a rake”.
“Very good, now can anyone tell me what this is?” she asks and points at the next picture. Johnny’s hand shoots up and, little Anne politely puts up her hand, and once again the teacher ignores little Johnny.
“That’s a pitchfork” says little Anne.
“Very good, now can anyone tell me what this is?” The teacher asks once more. Dead silence, only one student has their hand up, and of course its little Johnny.
Seeming as though no one else was volunteering, the teacher asked Johnny. “OK Johnny, what is this?”.
All of a sudden Johnny realizes he doesn’t know the answer. “UH, UH, its a shovel, yeah, it’s a shovel.”
“No Johnny, this isn’t a shovel, this is a hое”.
“What? My sister’s one and she doesn’t look nutin’ like that!!”
Hillary Clinton goes to a gifted-student primary school in New York to talk about
The world. After her talk she offers question time.
One little boy puts up his hand. Hillary asks him what his name is. “Kenneth,” he says
And what is your question, Kenneth?” she asks.
I have three questions,” he says.
“1st - whatever happened in Benghazi?
2nd - why would you run for president if you are not capable of handling two e-mail accounts?
And, 3rd - whatever happened to the missing six-billion-dollars while you were Secretary
Of State?”
Just then the веll rings for recess. Hillary informs the kiddies that they will continue after recess.
When they resume Hillary says, “Okay, where were we? Oh, that’s right, question time. Who has a
Question?”
A different boy - little Johnny - puts his hand up.
Hillary points to him and asks him what his name is. “Johnny,” he says.
“And what is your question, Johnny?” she asks.
“I have five questions,” he says.
“1st - whatever happened in Benghazi?
2nd - why would you run for president if you are not capable of handling two e-mail accounts?
3rd - whatever happened to the missing six-billion dollars while you were Secretary of State?
4th - why did the recess веll go off 20 minutes early?”
And 5th - where’s Kenneth?”…