A woman walks into the local Social Security office, trailed by 15 children...
"WOW," the social worker says & exclaims,"Are they ALL YOURS
"
"Yes, they are all mine," the flustered mum 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!'
An' when it's time for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' an' they all
come 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 child to
come, and not the whole bunch?"
"I call them by their last names."
"WOW," the social worker says & exclaims,"Are they ALL YOURS
""Yes, they are all mine," the flustered mum 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!'
An' when it's time for dinner, I just yell 'Leroy!' an' they all
come 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 child to
come, and not the whole bunch?"
"I call them by their last names."
i love a good old racist joke, everyone does but knowbody else will admit it
