• Sneaky Marketing Trick

    An old French lady had a small shop in her village for years, until one day a huge corporate supermarket set up across the road from her little shop.

    They put up signs advertising their prices, including one that said: "Butter - 10 Francs"

    In response, the lady added a sign to her own window: "Butter - 9 Francs"

    The next day, the big supermarket had a new sign: "Butter - 8 Francs"

    Sure enough, the day after the lady's sign now read: "7 Franc."

    This went on for a while, until eventually one of the lady's customers pointed to the sign and said, "Madame, you cannot keep your prices so low for long. These big companies can use their buying power to sell products cheaper, but a little store like yours can never compete."

    In response, the old lady bent forward conspiratorially and muttered, "Monsieur, I don't even sell butter."
  • Explaining Poo

    A little boy asks his dad "Where does poo come from?" His father is taken aback by the question but decides to give his son the facts straight up.

    "Well son," he says, "food passes down the esophagus by peristalsis. It enters the stomach, where digestive enzymes induce a probiotic reaction in the alimentary canal. This contracts the protein before waste enters the colon. Water is absorbed, whereupon it enters the rectum finally to emerge as poo."

    "Wow," says the boy. "So where does Tigger come from?"
  • Nothing Negative Please

    Now a days teachers are not allowed to say or write anything negative... A few interesting letters from teachers to get around this.......

    Dear Parent,
    We are delighted to inform you that your child displays remarkable initiative. Not for him the simple-minded obedience to teachers. We refer to his admirable refusal to do homework. We have, however, humbly requested him to stoop to our level and condescend to do his homework. Your support is appreciated.

    Yours anxiously,

    Dear Parent,
    Your child's distaste for mundane subjects such as mathematics shows an imaginative mind. Why, he wonders, does the square of the hypotenuse have to be equal to the square of the other two sides in a right-angled triangle? It is no wonder that he has scored a splendid zero in his math exam. Unfortunately, even brilliant students have to pass exams. Could you gently break that news to him?

    Yours entreatingly,

    Dear Parent,
    We are pleased your child has one of the same qualities that Henry Ford, the founder of the Ford Motor Company, possessed. Like him, your son believes that history is bunk. But it may be best to disabuse him of the notion that the Mughal emperors were Amar, Akbar and Anthony.

    Yours beseechingly,

    Dear Parent,
    Your child submitted a blank paper for last week's science test, influenced perhaps by Albert Camus who said 'Whether the earth or the sun revolves around the other is a matter of profound indifference'. Your son shares that profound indifference, undoubtedly for philosophical reasons. But could you inform him that in order to study philosophy, he has to pass class eight first?

    Yours plaintively,

    Dear Parent,
    Your son has obviously read Friedrich Nietzsche's Beyond Good and Evil, which is why he was copying from the boy next to him during yesterday's test. Like Nietzsche, he believes that Supermen like him have little use for conventional notions of morality. The teacher who caught him copying is a conventional type who gave him a zero.

    Yours desperately,

    Dear Parent,
    We are impressed by your child's knowledge of martial arts. In the past month, he has broken two legs, four arms and three noses. He also shows prudence while fighting, taking care to pick on weaker boys. For some reason, however, the fathers of the boys who were beaten up are planning to go to your home with hockey sticks.

    Yours wretchedly,
  • New Low Cost Airline Rules

    Attendant: Welcome aboard A la Carte Air, sir. May I see your ticket?

    Passenger: Sure.

    Attendant: You're in seat 12B. That will be $5, please!

    Passenger: What for?

    Attendant: For telling you where to sit.

    Passenger: But I already knew where to sit.

    Attendant: Nevertheless, we are now charging a seat locator fee of $5. It's the airline's new policy.

    Passenger: That's the craziest thing I ever heard. I won't pay it.

    Attendant: Sir, do you want a seat on this flight, or not?

    Passenger: Yes, yes. All right, I'll pay. But the airline is going to hear about this.

    Attendant: Thank you. My goodness, your carry-on bag looks heavy. Would you like me to stow it in the overhead compartment for you?

    Passenger: That would be swell, thanks.

    Attendant: No problem. Up we go, and done! That will be $10, please.

    Passenger: What?

    Attendant: The airline now charges a $10 carry-on assistance fee.

    Passenger: This is extortion. I won't stand for it.

    Attendant: Actually, you're right, you can't stand. You need to sit, and fasten your seat belt. We're about to push back from the gate. But, first I need that $10.

    Passenger: No way!

    Attendant: Sir, if you don't comply, I will be forced to call the air marshal. And you really don't want me to do that.

    Passenger: Why not? Is he going to shoot me?

    Attendant: No, but there's a $50 air-marshal hailing fee.

    Passenger: Oh, all right, here, take the $10. I can't believe this.

    Attendant: Thank you for your cooperation, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you?

    Passenger: Yes. It's stuffy in here, and my overhead fan doesn't seem to work. Can you fix it?

    Attendant: Your overhead fan is not broken, sir. Just insert two quarters into the overhead coin slot for the first five minutes.

    Passenger: The airline is charging me for cabin air?

    Attendant: Of course not, sir. Stagnant cabin air is provided free of charge. It's the circulating air that costs 50 cents.

    Passenger: I don't have any quarters. Can you make change for a dollar?

    Attendant: Certainly, sir! Here you go!

    Passenger: But you've given me only three quarters for my dollar.

    Attendant: Yes, there's a change making fee of 25 cents.

    Passenger: Crying out loud.... All I have left is a lousy quarter? What the heck can I do with this?

    Attendant: Hang onto it. You'll need it later for the lavatory.