A second-grade boy hopped right into a taxi after college one afternoon.
As quickly because the cab began transferring, the little boy started singing loudly from the again seat:
“If my father was a king,
my mom can be a queen,
and I’d be a prince!”
The taxi driver smiled at first, however after listening to the music repeated a number of instances, he was already getting irritated.
A second later, the boy began singing once more:
“If my father was the president,
my mom can be the First Girl,
and I’d be the First Son!”
Now the driving force had fully misplaced his persistence.
He circled angrily and snapped:
“Alright sensible child… what in case your father was a robber?
What would your mom be, and what would YOU be?”
With out lacking a beat, the little boy replied:
“If my father was a robber,
my mom can be a pr*st*tute…
and I’d be a taxi driver.”
