An infinite number of mathematicians walk into a bar. The first orders a beer, the second orders half a beer, the third orders a quarter of a beer, and so on...
After the seventh order, the bartender stops and says, “You fellas ought to know your limits!”
Overheard at my local fish market...
Fussy Patron: “I don’t like the looks of that codfish.”
Market Manager: “Well, if you want looks, why don’t you buy a gold fish?”
What happens when you give a Ford Fiesta Ritalin?
It turns into a Ford Focus.
What do you get when two dinosaurs crash their cars?
T-Rex!