My computer has a language That is foreign to me It speaks of RAM and Gigabytes And what could ROM be! I don’t understand the Windows My computer says are there Nor the Gem Clip at the side of my page Wth eyes that blink and stare! I don’t unerstand the cures That maintenance wizards do It’s called defragmenter, span disk, And virus cleaning too! Yet, computer and I work hand and eye With a mouse to translate The tasks that I want it to do While it points out my mistakes! (Burmah M. Teague)
A guy walks into the bank, pulls out a gun, points it at the teller and says, "Give me all your money or you’re geography!" The teller replies, "Don't you mean history?" The robber says, "Don't change the subject!"
A robber walks into a bank and points the gun at the receptionist "Give me all your money or you're Geography!" 'Don't you mean "or you're History"?' "*DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!"*
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