The golfer sliced a ball into a field of chickens, striking one of the hens and killing it instantly. He was understandably upset, and sought out the farmer.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “my terrible tee-shot hit one of your hens and killed it. Can I replace the hen?”
“I don’t know about that,” replied the farmer, mulling it over. “How many eggs a day do you lay?”
Little Johnny was awaiting the arrival of his piano teacher when his mother inquired, "Little Johnny, did you wash your hands?"
Little Johnny replied, "Yes."
Mother: "And your face?"
Little Johnny: "Yes mother."
Mother: "And did you wash behind your ears?"
Little Johnny: "On her side, I did."
Einstein finally finished his theory of relativity...
It’s about time!