Teacher: Can you see God?
Student: No.
Teacher: Can you touch God?
Student: No.
Teacher: Then there isn't a God!
Student: Can you see your brain? 
Teacher: No.
Student: Can you touch your brain?
Teacher: No.
Student: So you don't have a brain?


   Nobody likes me
   Everybody hates me
   I guess I'll go eat worms.
   Big, fat, juicy ones
   Little, skinny, tiny ones,
   Look how the little ones squirm.
   Chop off their heads,
   Squeeze out the juice,
   Throw their tails away.
   Nobody knows how I survive 
   On words three times a day.