Little Zachary, a Jewish kid, was doing very badly in math. His parents
had tried everything, tutors, mentors, flash cards, special learning
centers...everything they could think of to help his math. Finally, in a
last-ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled him in the local
Catholic school.

After the first day, little Zachary came home with a very serious look
on his face. He didn't even kiss his mother hello. Instead, he went
straight to his room and started studying. Books and papers were
spread out all over the room and little Zachary was hard at work. His
mother
was amazed. She called him down to dinner. To her shock, the minute he was
done, he marched back to his room without a word, and in no time, he was
back hitting the books as hard as before. This went on for some time, day
after day while the mother tried to understand what made all the
difference.


Finally, little Zachary brought home his report card. He quietly laid it on
the table, went up to his room, and hit the books. With great trepidation,
his mom looked at it and to her great surprise, little Zachary got an "A"
in
math. She could no longer hold her curiosity. She went to his room and
said,
"Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?"

Little Zachary looked at her and shook his head no. "Well, then," she
replied, "was it the books, the discipline, the structure, the uniforms?
WHAT was it?"

Little Zachary looked at her and said, "Well, on the first day of school,
when I saw that guy nailed to the plus sign, I knew they weren't messing
around."

:chuckles:

 

sacrilege is :ghey:

 

:doh: :chuckles:

 

:lmfao: :rofl:

Heard it.
:uhhok: