LITTLE JOHNNY: MY DOG

Little Johnny's teacher said, "Johnny, your essay on My Dog is exactly the same as your sister's."

Did you copy hers?, she asked.

Johnny replied, No, teacher, it's the same dog



A door-to-door salesman comes-a-knocking and 10-year-old Little Johnny answers, a beer in one hand and a lit cigar in the other.

The salesman says, Little boy, is your mommy home?

Little Johnny taps his ash on the carpet and says, "What the hell do you think?"