okie
11-16-2006, 01:43
A man lies on his deathbed, surrounded by his family
of a weeping wife and their four children.
Three of the children are tall, good looking and
athletic; but, the fourth and youngest is an ugly runt.
"Darling wife," the husband whispers, "assure me that
the youngest child really is mine. I want to know the
truth before I die, I will forgive you if..."
The wife gently interrupts him. "Yes, my dearest,
absolutely, no question, I swear on my mother's grave
that you are his father."
The man then dies, happy. The wife mutters under her
breath: "Thank heaven he didn't ask about the other
three."
of a weeping wife and their four children.
Three of the children are tall, good looking and
athletic; but, the fourth and youngest is an ugly runt.
"Darling wife," the husband whispers, "assure me that
the youngest child really is mine. I want to know the
truth before I die, I will forgive you if..."
The wife gently interrupts him. "Yes, my dearest,
absolutely, no question, I swear on my mother's grave
that you are his father."
The man then dies, happy. The wife mutters under her
breath: "Thank heaven he didn't ask about the other
three."