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A Boy Went To School Without Combing His Hair.

Teacher: Why Didn't You Comb Your Hair Today?

Student: No Comb Sir. Teacher: So You Should Have Used Your Fathers Comb.

Student: No Hair Sir!

Teacher: "How come you do not comb your hair?"
Billy: "No comb, Sir."
Teacher: "Use your dad's then."
Billy: "No hair, Sir."

Teacher: What Is The Hight Of Stupidity?
Students: Two Bald Men Fighting For A Comb.

Q- What is the height of foolishness?
A- Two Bald men fighting for a comb!

Some ways to make sure you get an interesting prescription: 1. Ask to borrow a comb, comb your tongue. 2. Take random objects in his office and glue them to the floor. 3. Refuse to cooperate unless he trades his pants. 4. Bring pots and pans. Bang them together when he asks a question you don't like. 5. After everything he says, say, "And how does that make you feel?" 6. Point at random things and say, "Where did you get that?" 7. Complain that his chair looks more comfortable. 8. Repeat over and over, "I'm not hanging out with a bad influence, I AM a bad influence!"9. Sit underneath your chair. 10. Stand on your head. 11. Kill spiders on the wall with your fist. Eat what sticks to your hand and leave the rest sticking to the wall. Draw a circle around it to make sure everyone sees it. 12. Never stop smiling. 13. Scream every word. 14. Repeatedly tell him to look at the ceiling. When he finally does, repeatedly tell him to look at the chair. When he more...

Mommy, Mommy! What's an Oedipus complex?
Shut up and kiss me!
Mommy, Mommy! Whats an orgasm?
I don't know dear, ask your father.
Mommy, Mommy! What's a nymphomaniac?
Shut up and help me get Gramma off
the doorknob!
Mommy, Mommy! Why are we pushing the car off thecliff?
Shut up son, you'll wake your father.
Mommy, Mommy! The milkmans here;
have you got the money or should I go
out anplay?
Mommy, Mommy! Why's everybody running?
Shut up and reload.
Mommy, Mommy! Why are you moaning?
Shut up son, and keep licking.
Mommy, Mommy! Can I get pregnant?
Of course not dear, you are only seven years
old.
OK boys, same again...
Mommy, Mommy! Daddy's running down the street!
Shut up and step on the gas!
Come upstairs, son, like a good boy.
No, Mommy, you'll only throw me down again.

Mommy, Mommy! My head hurts!
Shut up and get away from the dart board!

Mommy, more...