| The pretty teacher was concerned with one of her eleven-year-old students. Taking him aside after class one day,she asked, "Little Johnny, why has your school work been so poor lately?" "I`m in love," the boy replied. Holding back an urge to smile, she asked, "With whom?" "With YOU!" he said. "But Johnny," she said gently, "don`t you see how silly that is? It`s true that I would like a husband of my own someday. But I don`t want a child." "Oh, don`t worry," the boy said reassuringly, "I`ll use a rubber!" |