this reminds me of the little boy who went to school. his teacher asked, “what’s you favorite bird.” the children answered robins, sparrows, starlings, until she came to our little hero and he answered, “fried chicken.” all the kids laughed, but the teacher became angry and sent him to the main office. the principal asked what the problem was and the boy told him. the principal laughed but said he was sending a note home to the boys parents.
the boys parents read the note and asked what happened and he told them. they laughed but told the boy never to say that again, the teacher was probably a member of PETA.
the next day the teacher asked the kids their favorite vegetable. she came to our hero and he told her, “mashed potatoes and gravy.” “why?” she asked. “because it tastes good with fried chicken.” off he went again to the principal’s office.
the next day the teacher asked the kids for the favorite hero. Martin Luther King, Abraham Lincoln, George Washington, until she came to our little man. “And who is your hero?” “Colonel Sanders,” came the reply.
this reminds me of the little boy who went to school. his teacher asked, “what’s you favorite bird.” the children answered robins, sparrows, starlings, until she came to our little hero and he answered, “fried chicken.” all the kids laughed, but the teacher became angry and sent him to the main office. the principal asked what the problem was and the boy told him. the principal laughed but said he was sending a note home to the boys parents.
the boys parents read the note and asked what happened and he told them. they laughed but told the boy never to say that again, the teacher was probably a member of PETA.
the next day the teacher asked the kids their favorite vegetable. she came to our hero and he told her, “mashed potatoes and gravy.” “why?” she asked. “because it tastes good with fried chicken.” off he went again to the principal’s office.
the next day the teacher asked the kids for the favorite hero. Martin Luther King, Abraham Lincoln, George Washington, until she came to our little man. “And who is your hero?” “Colonel Sanders,” came the reply.