Rick, fresh out of accounting school, went to an interview for a well-paying job. The company boss asked various questions about him and his education, and then suddenly asked, "What is three times seven?"

"22," Rick replied. After he left, he double-checked it on his calculator and realised he wouldn't get the job. About two weeks later, he got a letter that said he was hired for the job!

He was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but was still very curious. The next day, he went in and asked why he got the job, even though he got such a simple question wrong. The boss shrugged and said, "Well, you were the closest."

A woman heard a knock at her door and opened the door to find a small boy, about six years old, waiting outside. Something of his had found its way into her garage, he said, and he wanted it back.

Upon opening the garage door, the woman noticed two additions: a baseball and a broken window sporting a baseball-sized hole. "How do you suppose this ball got in here?" she asked the boy.

Taking one look at the ball, one look at the window, and one look at the woman, the boy exclaimed, "Wow! I must have thrown it right through that hole!"

"An abstract noun," the teacher said, "is something you can think of, but you can't touch it. Can you give me an example?"

"Sure," a teenage boy replied. "My father's new car."