A Pop and son were riding in their truck together one day and the
son asked the Pop, "Pop, how high can you count?"
The Pop replied, "Well, I don't know, son -- how high can you count?"
The son immediately replied, "Five Hundred and One thousand, five hundred, forty-two."
The Pop said, "Why did you stop?"
The son shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, church was over."
