View Full Version : Kid's Stuff..jokes......


fatak
19-05-03, 05:45 PM
A kindergarten pupil told his teacher he'd found a cat. She asked him

>if it was dead or alive.

>"Dead." She was informed.

>"How do you know?" she asked her pupil.

>"Because I pissed in its ear and it didn't move," answered the child

>innocently.

>"You did WHAT?!?" the teacher exclaimed in surprise.

>"You know," explained the boy, "I leaned over and went 'Pssst!' and it

>didn't move."

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>

>A small boy is sent to bed by his father. Five minutes later...

>"Da-ad..."

>"What?"

>"I'm thirsty. Can you bring drink of water?"

>"No. You had your chance. Lights out."

>Five minutes later: "Da-aaaad..."

>"WHAT?"

>"I'm THIRSTY. Can I have a drink of water??"

>"I told you NO!" If you ask again, I'll have to spank you!!"

>Five minutes later... "Daaaa-aaad..."

>"WHAT!"

>"When you come in to spank me, can you bring a drink of water?"

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>

>An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief,

>finally asked him, "How do you expect to get into Heaven?"

>The boy thought it over and said, "Well, I'll run in and out and in an

>out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, 'For Heaven's

>sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!'"

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>

>One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking

>her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked

>with a tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?"

>The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I can't dear," she

>said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room."

>A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice: "The big

>sissy."

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>

>It was that time, during the Sunday morning service, for the

>children's sermon. All the children were invited to come forward. One

>little girl was wearing a particularly pretty dress and, as she sat

>down, the pastor leaned over and said, "That is a very pretty dress.

>Is it your Easter Dress?"

>The little girl replied, directly into the pastor's clip-on

>microphone, "Yes, and my Mom says it's a ***** to iron."

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>

>When I was six months pregnant with my third child, my three year old

>came into the room when I was just getting ready to get into the

>shower. She said, "Mommy, you are getting fat!"

>I replied, "Yes, honey, remember Mommy has a baby growing in her

>tummy"

>"I know," she replied, but what's growing in your butt?"

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>

>A little boy was doing his math homework. He said to himself, "Two

>plus five, that son of a ***** is seven. Three plus six, that son of a

>***** is nine..." His mother heard what he was saying and gasped,

>"What are you doing?" The little boy answered, "I'm doing my math

>homework, Mom." "And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?"

>the mother asked. "Yes," he answered.

>Infuriated, the mother asked the teacher the next day, "What are you

>teaching my son in math?"

>The teacher replied, "Right now, we are learning addition."

>The mother asked, "And are you teaching them to say two plus two, that

>son of a ***** is four?" After the teacher stopped laughing, she

>answered, "What I taught them was, two plus two, THE SUM OF WHICH, is

>four."

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>

>One day a teacher read the story Chicken Little to her class. She came

>to the part of the story where Chicken Little tried to warn the

>farmer. She read, "... and so Chicken Little went up to the farmer and

>said, "The sky is falling, the sky is falling!"

>The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you think that

>farmer said?"

>One little girl raised her hand and said, "I think he said: 'Holy

>****! A talking chicken!'"

>The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes

Cheers
fatak

Libellula
20-05-03, 07:30 PM
lol. :) some nice ones, fatak.