The mother is 21 years older than the child. In 6 years from now the mother will be 5 times as old as the child.

Question : Where's the father?

Do the math and it will all check out ;)

I'm also curious if anyone has any other types of riddles.

The father is on top of the mother, or underneath, or behind........depending upon what position that they happen to be in at the "moment" :icon_smile:

Smoking a cigarette possibly, definitely ignoring his wife/ girlfriend as she babbles on incessantly as he tries to sleep.

It's a guess.

Inside would have worked as well.

Here's another quick one:

Some people confuse the $30 originally paid, with the actual cost of $25.

$25 for the hotel, $3 given to three men, $2 kept by the bell boy = $30 originally paid by the three men.
You have to remember the order of operation of all mathematics. The acronym is PEMDAS.

"Parentheses, Exponents, Multiplication and Division, and Addition and Subtraction".
This tells you the ranks of the operations:
Parentheses outrank exponents, which outrank multiplication and division (but multiplication and division are at the same rank), and these two outrank addition and subtraction (which are together on the bottom rank). When you have a bunch of operations of the same rank, you just operate from left to right.

If you do not use PEMDAS, you can prove you have 11 fingers, not 10. Take your right hand and hold your fingers out. Now count you fingers backwards. 10 thumb+9 pointer+8 middle+7 ring+6 pinky. OK now you have 5 fingers on the left hand, right?
OK then 6+5=11. You have 11 fingers, right?


That might be a poor example, because when dealing with cheeseheads, 11 fingers are a distinct possibility! :onfloor:

There is no bellboy has "another" two.

3 people (ultimately, bottom-line, no mumbo-jumbo, b.s. cut-to-the chase)

paid 9 bucks each. They may have initially in toto paid 30, but due to the $1 ea. refund, they (in toto) only paid 27, not 29. Mgr has 25 bellboy has 2

= 27

No missing dollar. Now ME, I'm missing $50 . but that is another story, lol and you had mentioned my kid you'da had me.

That's one of the things that I like about you Dave.

The fact that you can use the phrase "No Bullshit" with a straight face is most impressive! ::razz:

PEMDAS my ass.

So much for the missing dollar, how about the missing man.



It was getting a little crowded in heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy.

The new law was that, in order to get into heaven, you had to have a real crapper of a day when you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the next day.

The next day at 12:01, the first person comes to the gates of heaven.

The angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly says to the man,

'Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when you died.'

'No problem,' the man says. 'I came home to my 25th floor apartment in my lunch hour and caught my wife half-naked and appearing to be having an affair, but her lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My wife was yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment. Just as I was about to give
up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy!

'Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly.'

The angel sits back and thinks for a moment. Technically, the guy did have a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the angel announces,

'OK sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven,' and lets him in.

A few seconds later the next guy comes up.

'Before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died.'

The man says, 'No problem. But you're not going to believe this. I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side!

'Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom that broke my fall so I didn't die right away. As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move, and in excruciating pain, I see this guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me, killing me instantly.'

The angel is quietly laughing to himself as the man finishes his story.

'I could get used to this new policy,' he thinks to himself. 'Very well,' the angel announces, 'welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven,' and he lets the man enter.

A few seconds later, a third man comes up to the gate. The angel is warming up to his task.

'OK, please tell me what it was like the day you died.'

The man says, 'OK, picture this. I'm naked inside this refrigerator. . .'

Logic? PFFT!!

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