Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The Survey

A census taker rings the doorbell and a woman opens. She informs the census taker that she lives in the house with her three sons. “What are the ages of your boys, please?” the census taker asks.
“When you multiply all their ages, the result is 72,” the woman cryptically informs him.

The census taker has a confused look on his face, so the woman adds: “The sum of their ages is the same as the housenumber of the house next door.”
He finds this rather odd, but walks to the house next door, only to return shortly after. “I still don't know, can you give me another hint?”

“Sure,” the woman says, “my oldest son likes strawberries.”
The census taker nods and writes down the ages. What are they?