The grade school teacher had a new game for her pupils. She told them, “I’m holding something behind my back that’s long and hard and has a pink tip.” I quickly raised my hand. “Is it a pencil, teacher?” “No, lil’ Billy,” she said, “but I like the way you’re thinking.” Billy put his hand in his pants and said, “Teacher, I’m holding something in my pocket that’s round and hard and has a head on it.” She cried, “That’s it! You’re going straight to the principal’s office, Billy!” “Wow,” said Billy, “it’s only a quarter, but I like the way YOU’RE thinking!”