
Friday, August 29, 2008
~ 8:52 PM ~
Balgobin...........?
TEACHER : Why are you late?
BALGOBIN : Because of the sign. TEACHER : What sign? BALGOBIN : The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow."
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TEACHER : Balgobin, why are you doing your math sums on the floor?
BALGOBIN : You told me to do it without using tables!
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TEACHER : Balgobin, how do you spell "crocodile"?
BALGOBIN : "K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L"
TEACHER : No, that's wrong BALGOBIN : Maybe it's wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!
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TEACHER :What is the chemical formula for water?
BALGOBIN : "HIJKLMNO! "!!
TEACHER : What are you talking about? BALGOBIN : Yesterday you said it's H to O!
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TEACHER : Balgobin, go to the map and find North America.
BALGOBIN : Here it is! TEACHER : Correct. Now, class, who discovered America?
CLASS : Balgobin!
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TEACHER : Balgobin, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
BALGOBIN : Me!
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TEACHER : Balgobin,why do you always get so dirty?
BALGOBIN : Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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BALGOBIN : Dad, can you write in the dark?
FATHER : I think so. What do you want me to write?
BALGOBIN : Your name on this report card.
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TEACHER : How can you prevent diseases caused by biting insects?
BALGOBIN : Don't bite any.
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TEACHER : Balgobin, give me a sentence starting with "I".
BALGOBIN : I is...
TEACHER : No, Balgobin. Always say, "I am."
BALGOBIN : All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."
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TEACHER : "Can anybody give an example of "COINCIDENCE?"
BALGOBIN : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day, same time."
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TEACHER : "George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him?"
BALGOBIN : "Because George still had the axe in his hand?"
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BALGOBIN : Daddy, have you ever been to Egypt?
FATHER : No. Why do you ask that?
BALGOBIN : Well, where did you get THIS mummy then?
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TEACHER : What a pair of strange socks you are wearing, one is green and one is blue with red spots!
BALGOBIN : Yes it's really strange. I've got another pair just like that at home.
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TEACHER : Now, children, if I saw a man beating adonkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?
BALGOBIN : Brotherly love?
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TEACHER : Now, Balgobin, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?
BALGOBIN : No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER : Balgobin, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Di! d you copy his?
BALGOBIN : No, teacher, it's the same dog!
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TEACHER : What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
BALGOBIN : A teacher!
Another joke...
Thinking???
A first grade teacher was trying to stimulate creative thinking in her pupils. She stood in front of
the class with her hands behind her back and said, "I'm holding something behind my back. It's round and it fits in the palm of my hand. Who can guess what it is?" Billy's hand went up and he asked, "Is it a baseball?" "No, Billy," replied the teacher, "It's not a baseball. But you're thinking, and I like that." Suzy's hand went up and she asked, "Is it an orange?" "No, Suzy," replied the teacher, "It's not an orange. But you're thinking, and I like that." Then Johnny spoke up: "Hey, teach, I don't know what you got in your hand, but I got something for you in my pocket. It's long and hard and pink on one end." Shocked, the teacher cried, "Johnny, that's disgusting! You march yourself to the principals office right this instant!" "Hey, relax," said Johnny. "I was talking about my pencil... But you're thinking, and I like that."