Arab in Ireland

An Arab boy moves to Ireland. On his first day of school his teacher asks, "What is your name?" "My name is Mohammed," the boy replies. "You live in Ireland now, your new name is Mike," says the teacher. The boy smiles and has a good time in his classes. After school the boy returns home and is greeted by his mother. "How was your first day at school, Mohammed?" his mother asks. "I live in Ireland now, my new name is Mike!" The boy replies. His mother becomes infuriated, "Have you forgotten where you came from? Your heritage? You have disgraced your ancestors!"
His mother beat him and when his father comes home from work he does the same.
The next day the boy returns to school and his teacher sees his fresh bruises. "Mike! What happened?" asked the teacher. The boy replies with a grimace "Well, shortly after becoming an Irishman I was jumped by two fucking Arabs!"

Who's there?

Q: What do you call a blonde in college?
A: A visitor.

Lesson In Liars

A Sunday school teacher was giving her class the assignment for the next week. "Next Sunday," she said, "we are going to talk about liars, and in preparation for the lesson, I want you all to read the Seventeenth Chapter of Mark." The following week at the beginning of the class, the teacher said, "Now all who have prepared for today's lesson by reading the Seventeenth Chapter of Mark, please come to the front." Half the class stood up and came forward. "The rest of you may leave," said the teacher, "these students are the ones I want to talk speak to. There is no Seventeenth Chapter in the Book of Mark!"