Little Johnny and
his mother were on a
train. Johnny leant over and started to whisper in
his mother’s
ear.
‚Johnny, how many times have I told you,‘ said his mother, ‚ it’s
rude to whisper. If you have something to say, say it out
loud.‘
‚OK, said Johnny, ‚why does the lady over there look like an ugly,
haggard old witch ?‘
