Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Reindeer.
Reindeer Who?
That’s me.
Three logicians walk into a bar. The bartender asks the first one, “Do all three of you want a beer?” “I don’t know.” The bartender asks the second, “Do all three of you want a beer?” “I don’t know.” The bartender asks the third one, “Do all three of you want a beer?” “Yup.”
Three bookies are about to walk into a bar… Forget it. What are the odds of that happening in real life?
Three statisticians walk into a bar. The first one had 19 beers in the course of the evening. The second one had 14 shots and seven martinis. The third one only had a soda all evening.
As they were getting ready to leave, he spoke up and said; “Guys, we have to call a cab. None of us are in any condition to drive.”
Hickory dickory dock;
Three mice ran up the clock.
The clock struck one
The others escaped.
Three statisticians are out hunting deer. (Not reindeer, just regular deer.) They come across a large, magnificent buck with beautiful wide antlers – a perfect trophy specimen.
The first statistician fires his rifle, and his shot goes wide to the left. The second statistician fires, and his shot goes wide to the right.
The third statistician jumps up and down, yelling: “We got him!”