A woman walks into the downtown welfare office, trailed by 15 kids...
"WOW," the social worker exclaims,"are they ALL YOURS???"
"Yep, they are all mine," the flustered momma sighs, having heard that
question a thousand times before. She says, "Sit down Leroy."
All the children rush to find seats.
"Well," says the social worker, "then you must be here to sign up. I'll
need all your children's names."
"This one's my oldest - he is Leroy."
"OK, and who's next?"
"Well, this one he is Leroy, also."
The social worker raises an eyebrow but continues. One by one, through the oldest four, all boys, all named Leroy. Then she is introduced to the
eldest girl, named Leighroy!
"All right," says the caseworker. "I'm seeing a pattern here. Are
they ALL
named Leroy?"
Their Momma replied, "Well, yes-it makes it easier. When it is time to
get
them out of bed and ready for school, I yell, 'Leroy!' And when it's
time
for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' and they all comes running.' And if
I
need
to stop the kid who's running into the street, I just yell 'Leroy'
and all
of them stop. It's the smartest idea I ever had, naming
them all Leroy."
The social worker thinks this over for a bit, then wrinkles her
forehead
and says tentatively, "But what if you just want ONE kid to come, and
not
the whole bunch?"
"I call them by their last names."
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