A Blonde Calls Her Boyfriend And Says

A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, “Please come over and help me. I have a challenging jigsaw puzzle, and I can’t figure out how to get started.”

Her boyfriend asks, “What is it supposed to be when it’s finished?”

She replies, “According to the picture on the box, it’s a rooster.”

Her boyfriend goes over to help. When he arrives, he sees puzzle pieces scattered all over the table. He examines the pieces and then smiles, saying, “First of all, no matter how we try, these pieces won’t resemble a rooster. Secondly, let’s not stress about it. How about we have a nice cup of tea and… put all these Corn Flakes back in the box?”

In a classroom, the teacher asks the students to paint a picture of cows grazing in a meadow. Soon, Little Johnny raises his hand to show he’s finished and displays a blank sheet of paper.

“But Johnny, you didn’t paint anything on it?” says the teacher.

“Well, the cows have eaten all the grass and since there was no grass left, they just went away,” Johnny explains.

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