FATHER—"They do, my son."
CURIOUS CHARLEY—"Then what tree does the doughnut grow on?"
FATHER—"The pantry, my son."
TRIGONOMETRY
A prisoner was brought before a police magistrate. He looked around and discovered that his clerk was absent. "Here, officer," he said, "what's this man charged with?"
"Bigotry, your Honor," replied the policeman. "He's got three wives."
The magistrate looked at the officer as though astounded at such ignorance. "Why, officer," he said, "that's not bigotry—that's trigonometry."
TROUBLE
"What is the trouble, wifey?"
"Nothing."