A Philosophy Major Goes to a Bar..
A punny joke.
There was once a very studious philosophy major that was in his last semester of college classes. He had worked hard for good grades throughout his education, but this was his hardest semester yet. His final paper was due the next day, but he needed a way to blow off the stress. He decided to go to the bar with his friends.
He got to the bar and started drinking. The night became a blur, and eventually he found himself walking home with three prostitutes. He knew how crazy this idea was, but felt like it would be fun. He finally goes to bed that night very late, and very happy.
He woke up the next morning, and realized it is already 3 p.m. He jumped out of bed, grabbed his clothes and his incomplete final paper, and rushed to his class. He sprinted across campus, finally getting in front of his classroom. He grabbed the door handle, and jerked it as hard as he can. It didn’t budge. He was too late,and his philosophy professor had already left. He couldn’t turn in his final paper, and failed the course.
Moral of the story: Don’t put the whores before Descartes.