“Please come over and help me. I have a challenging jigsaw puzzle, and I can’t figure out how to get started.”
Her boyfriend asks,
“What is it supposed to be when it’s finished?”
The blonde replies,
“According to the picture on the box, it’s a rooster.”
Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. When he arrives, he sees puzzle pieces scattered all over the table. He takes a moment to examine the pieces and then looks at her with a smile,
“First of all, no matter how we try, these pieces won’t resemble a rooster. Secondly, let’s not stress about it. How about we have a nice cup of tea and… put all these Corn Flakes back in the box?”
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