Alien vs predator
Chủ Nhật, 12 tháng 6, 2016
Women are like Hurricanes
They come into your life wild and free and then leave with the PATIO FURNITURE WE BOUGHT TOGETHER SARAH YOU BITCH
A MATH PROFESSOR'S MISTAKE
A college math professor and his wife are both 60 years old. One evening the wife comes home and finds a note from her husband that says My dear now that you are 60 years old there are some things you no longer do for me. I am at the Holiday Inn with my 20-year-old student. Don't bother waiting up for me. He returns home late that night to find a note from his wife: You my dear are also 60 years old and there are also things I need that you're not giving me. So I am at the Motel 6 with one of your 20-year-old students. Being a math professor I m sure you know that 20 goes into 60 way more than 60 goes into 20. So don't you wait up for me.
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Little Johnny is goofing off in math class and Ms. McHeiney calls on him.
"Johnny, three birds are sitting on a fence, you shoot one of them how many are left." Johnny sits up straight and says "none, the bang would make the others fly away." Ms. McHeiney says, "well, the answer is two, but I like the way you're thinking."
Little Johnny says "OK, I have one for you, three women are eating ice cream cones, one is biting it, one is licking it, one is sucking on it, which one is married?" Stumped Ms. McHeiney says "uhhhh, the one sucking on it?" Johnny puffs out his chest and says "well, the answer is the one with the wedding band, but I like the way you're thinking."
[Long] A mathematician and his infinite amount of friends walk into a bar.
The bartender asks "what will you all be having?" The mathematician then says, "I'll have a beer and my friend will have half a beer, my other friend will have a quarter of a beer. My other friend will have an eighth of a beer, then a sixteenth," etc. This goes on for a while and after about 40 or more orders, the bartender pipes up, "Jeez, you mathematicians sure don't know your limits," and places two beers down on the counter.
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