Little Johnny returns from school and says he got an F

We all know that math can sometimes feel like a different language, especially for kids trying to navigate through numbers and equations.

It’s like being thrown into a world where everything looks the same but somehow doesn’t quite add up. But in the case of our little hero, it seems that he’s not just grappling with multiplication; he’s discovering the humorous side of math class.Here it goes:

A little boy comes home from school and tells his father,”I got an F in math today.”His father replies, ”What happened?”The boy says, ”Well, my teacher asked me, ‘What’s 3 times 2’, and I said 6.’”

The father replies, ”Well, that’s correct.”he boy says, ”I know. Then she asked me, ‘What’s 2 times 3.’”The father then replies, ”What the fuck is the difference?”The boys says, ”That’s exactly what I said!”

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