A bunch of ellipses, a cylinder, and some lines are hanging around together talking:
The ellipses, “Hey, we’re leaves!”
The long cylinder, “And I’m a trunk.”
The lines, “I guess we’re branches.”
They arrange themselves accordingly. Euclid comes along, sits down next to the shapes, and asks what they are.
The shapes respond, “Gee, I’m a tree!”
Why is 68 afraid of 70?
Because 69 and 70 got into a fight and 71.
My son’s math teacher called him average...
I just think he’s mean.
My neighbor rang on my doorbell at 3 am... can you believe it!?
Luckily I was still up playing the drums.