a young couple were becoming anxious about their four-year-old son, who had not yet talked. they took him to specialists, but the doctors found nothing wrong with him. then one morning at breakfast the boy suddenly blurted, mom, the toast is burned.
you talked! you talked! shouted his mother. i'm so happy! but why has it taked this long?
well, up till now, said the boy, things have been okay.
it's not my fault
mother (reprimanding训斥，谴责 her small daughter): you mustn't pull the cat's tail.
daughter: i'm only holding it, mom. the cat's doing the pulling.
two brothers were looking at some beautiful paintings.
"look," said the elder brother. "how nice these paintings are!"
"yes," said the younger, "but in all these paintings there is only the mother and the children. where is the father?"
the elder brother thought for a moment and then explained, "obviously he was painting the pictures."
amos asked his mother whether they could have a video.
i’m afraid we can’t afford one, sighed his mother.
but on the following day in came amos, staggering beneath the weight of a brand-new video.
how on earth did you pay for that? gasped his mother.
easy, mum. replied amos, i sold the television!