A high school English teacher reminded her class of tomorrow's final exam.
"Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for your not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack, a personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it. No other excuses whatsoever!"
A smart-azz guy in the back of the classroom raised his hand and asked, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?"
The entire class did its best to stifle their laughter and snickering. When silence was restored, the teacher smiled at the student, shook her head, and sweetly said, "Well, I guess I'd say you'd have to write the exam with your other hand."
"Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for your not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack, a personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it. No other excuses whatsoever!"
A smart-azz guy in the back of the classroom raised his hand and asked, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?"
The entire class did its best to stifle their laughter and snickering. When silence was restored, the teacher smiled at the student, shook her head, and sweetly said, "Well, I guess I'd say you'd have to write the exam with your other hand."
