A School Essay
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
"Take a pencil and paper," the teacher said, "and write
an essay with the title 'If I Were a Millionaire.' "
Everyone but Philip, who leaned back with arms
folded, began to write furiously.
"What's the matter," the teacher asked. "Why don't
you begin?"
"I'm waiting for my secretary," he replied.
assembling our new computer system, so we called the
help desk. The man on the phone started to talk to
Jeff in computer jargon, which confused us even more.
"Sir," my husband politely said, "please explain what
I should do as if I were a four-year-old."
"Okay," the computer technician replied. "Son, could
you please put your mommy on the phone?"
One morning at breakfast she announced, "On Friday we're having a
quiz on the moon."
That's when her little brother piped up, saying, "Are you
gonna let her go, Mom?"
John had spent a week visiting with his brother. Bill had
accompanied him to the airport for his flight back home.
After verifying his seat number, George rejoined Bill and
explained he'd have to wait an additional two hours.
"Why do you have to wait?"
"My plane's been grounded."
"Grounded?" Bill said puzzled. "I didn't know planes had parents."
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