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Harley Dude
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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. Then 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!' An' when it's time,
for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' an' they all
come a-runnin. An' 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, namin' 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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