After three years of marriage, a wife was still questioning her husband about his lurid past. "C'mon, tell me," she asked for the thousandth time, "How many women have you slept with?" "Baby," he protested, "if I told you, you'd throw a fit." The wife promised she wouldn't get angry, and convinced her hubby to tell her.
"Okay," he said, then started to count on his fingers. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven - then there's you - nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen . . . "
Farmer's black barn cat births litter of kittens in chicken coop, now her
babies are being raised by the most doting and feathery "Aunties"
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When you're a single pawrent, you don't say no to free help, even if
they're a bunch of feather-brained friends!
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