Father: Didn’t you promise to be a good boy?
Little Johnny: Yes, father.
Father: And didn’t I promise to punish you if you weren’t?
Little Johnny: Yes, father. But since I’ve broken my promise, you don’t have to keep yours.
Little Johnny came home from Sunday School with the distressing news news that he had lost the penny given to him for the collection.
"But Johnny, this is the third Sunday in a row that you have lost your penny," indicated his mother.
"Well," replied Johnny, "I gotta win sooner or later."
“Excuse me,” said the game warden as he approach Little Johnny, “you need a permit to be fishing on this lake.”
Little Johnny looked at his bucket full of fish and said, “I'm doing just fine with worms.”
Teacher: Little Johnny, how do you spell “rain”?
Little Johnny: R-A-N-E.
Teacher: That’s the worst spell of rain we’ve had around here in a long time.