A mother was cleaning the house when her young son, Timmy, ran up to her, crying.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?” she asked.
“Mom, I accidentally broke a flower pot while playing soccer in the living room,” Timmy confessed.
The mother sighed, trying to stay calm. “Timmy, how many times have I told you not to play soccer in the house?”
“I know, Mom,” Timmy replied, “but it wasn’t my fault. The ball just went flying!”
The mother looked at him and said, “Well, accidents happen. But next time, you need to be more careful.”
Timmy nodded and ran off to play. A few minutes later, Timmy returned and said, “Mom, I have something to tell you, but promise you won’t get mad.”
The mother, suspicious but curious, said, “Alright, I promise.”
Timmy took a deep breath and said, “I also broke the window… but I learned a valuable lesson!”
The mother raised an eyebrow. “And what lesson is that?”
Timmy smiled sheepishly and said, “Next time, I’m playing outside.”
A teacher is trying to instruct her class on the meaning of the word “definitely”.
A teacher is trying to instruct her class on the meaning of the word “definitely.”
“Can anyone give me an example?” She asks.
Suzie raises her hand, “The grass is definitely green.”
“Sometimes the grass can be brown,” The teacher answers.
“Anyone else?”
“The sky is definitely blue,” Says Timmy.
“The sky can be gray if it’s cloudy, or black at night,” Says the teacher.
In the back of the class, little Johnny raises his hand and asks, “Do farts have lumps?”
Caught off guard the teacher says, “No, of course not!”
Johnny replies, “Then I definitely pooped my pants.”
LOL!!
Little Johnny returns from school and says he got an F
We all know that math can sometimes feel like a different language, especially for kids who have to navigate numbers and equations.
It’s like being thrown into a world where everything looks the same but somehow doesn’t quite add up. But in the case of our little hero, it seems that he’s not just grappling with multiplication; he’s discovering the humorous side of math class…
Here it goes:
A little boy comes home from school and tells his father,
”I got an F in math today.”
His father replies, ”What happened?”
The boy says, ”Well, my teacher asked me, ‘What’s 3 times 2’, and I said 6.’”
The father replies, ”Well, that’s correct.”
The boy says, ”I know. Then she asked me, ‘What’s 2 times 3.’”
The father then replies, ”What the fuck is the difference?”
The boy says, ”That’s what I said!”
