Little Johnny returns from school and says he got an F in arithmetic.
“Why?” asks the father.
“The teacher asked, ‘How much is 2×3?’ I said, ‘6.’”“But that’s right.”
“Then she asked me, ‘How much is 3×2?’”
His father asks, “What’s the f***ing difference?”
Johnny says, “That’s exactly what I said!”
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