School teacher asks pupils about their parents occupation.
- Tim, what your mother does at work?
Tims stands up and answers:
- She is a doctor.
- Wonderful. What bout your parents, Emmi?
Girl answers:
- My father works in a post office.
- Thank you Emmi, - teacher says - Well, Bill what your parents do?
Bill stands up and proudly answers:
- My father plays music in a brothel!
Deeply shocked teacher calls Bill's father.
- How do you grow a child in a such family? - asks teacher.
Father answers:
You see, actually I'm a programmer and specialize on a TCP/IP realization under UNIX, but how to explain this to a small child..?
/* just reminds one of the recent post in one blog ;)*/
music: Sonata Arctica - Gravenimage
mood: sleepy already:)
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