There once was a scientist who studied frogs. One day, the scientist put the frog on the ground and told it to jump. The frog jumped four feet.
So the scientist wrote in his notebook, “Frog with four feet jumps four feet.”
So the scientist cut off one of one of the frog’s legs. The scientist told the frog to jump. Frog jumped three feet. So the scientist wrote in his note book, “Frog with three feet jumps three feet.”
So the scientist cut of another leg. He told the frog to jump. The frog jumped two feet. So the scientist wrote in his notebook “Frog with two feet jumps two feet.”
The scientist cut off one more leg. He told the frog to jump. Frog jumped one foot. So the scientist wrote in his notebook, “Frog with one foot jumps one foot.”
So the scientist cut off his last leg.
“He said, “Frog jump. Frog jump. FROG JUMP!”
So the scientist wrote in his notebook, “Frog with no feet goes deaf.”
Little Timmy was given a bicycle for his birthday. He couldn’t ride it for weeks, so his parents purchased him trainer wheels. After two weeks, he gained enough confidence to ride on his own. He rode around the house, and passing his mother at the kitchen window, screamed “Look mum, no trainer wheels!”