My mother always told me,
‘Boy, if somebody asks you a stupid question, you give them a stupid answer.’
he cops walked up to my car,
‘Would you like to step out of the car?”
I said,
The teacher addresses a student and asks him:
“How many kidneys do we have?”
“Four!,” The backbencher student responds.
Four? Haha.”
The teacher was one of those who took pleasure in picking on his students’ mistakes and demoralizing them.
“Bring a bundle of grass, because we have a donkey in the room,” the teacher orders a frontbencher.”
“And for me a coffee!”, the backbencher student added.
The teacher was angry and kicked the student out of the room.
Leaving the class, the student still had the audacity to correct the furious teacher: “You asked me how many kidneys‘ we have.”
“We have four: two of mine and two of yours. ‘We have’ is an expression used for the plural. Enjoy the grass.”
LOL!!
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