chicot60
09-08-2011, 11:46 AM
Eight year old Danny said to his Dad, "I'm going to get married".
Dad smiled. "Who to, Son?"
"My girlfriend Kathy next door. She's eight too."
"Found a place to live?"
"Well", said Danny seriously, "She gets fifty cents a week pocket money, and you give me a dollar, so when we start living together we should be able to manage".
Dad nodded. "You might be able to get by on a dollar fifty a week now, but what will you do when the children start to arrive?"
"No need to worry about that, Dad. We've been really lucky so far".
Dad smiled. "Who to, Son?"
"My girlfriend Kathy next door. She's eight too."
"Found a place to live?"
"Well", said Danny seriously, "She gets fifty cents a week pocket money, and you give me a dollar, so when we start living together we should be able to manage".
Dad nodded. "You might be able to get by on a dollar fifty a week now, but what will you do when the children start to arrive?"
"No need to worry about that, Dad. We've been really lucky so far".