Hooked On Facts:

Cows sweat through their noses.

Originally, Jack-O-Lanterns were made from turnips.

More than 2,500 left handed people a year are killed from using products made for right handed people.

The U.S. Government will not allow portraits of living persons to appear on stamps.

The average child will eat 1,500 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches by the he/she graduates from high school.

Harry S. Truman was the last U.S. President with no college degree.

Beelzebub is Hebrew for 'Lord of the Flies'.

The sun is 330,330 times larger than the earth.

More than 20 million meteoroids enter Earth's atmosphere every day.

A snail can sleep for three years.

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Just Joking:

Why Firemen Have Dalmations:

A mother was driving her kids to school one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children began discussing the dog's duties.

"They use him to keep crowds back," said one youngster.

"No," said another, "he's just for good luck."

A third child brought the argument to a close. "They use the dogs," she said firmly, "to find the fire hydrant."

Will It Dissolve?

During class, the chemistry professor was demonstrating the properties of various acids. "Now I'm dropping this silver coin into this glass of acid. Will it dissolve?"

"No, sir," a student called out.

"No?" queried the professor. "Perhaps you can explain why the silver coin won't dissolve."

"Because if it would, you wouldn't have dropped it.

Money Doesn’t Grow On Trees:

So this kid has been using lots of his dad's money and the dad says, "Do you think money grows on trees?"
"Ya," says the kid.
"Well, it doesn't," says the dad.
"So what is money made out of, Dad?"
"Paper," the dad says.
"And what is paper made out of?"
"Be quiet."

Daddy’s Gonna Eat Your Fingers:

As I was packing for my business trip, my 3-year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point, she said, "Daddy, look at this," and stuck out two of her fingers.

Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers!" pretending to eat them before I rushed out of the room again.

When I returned, my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face.

I said, "What's wrong, honey?"

She replied, "What happened to my booger?"