Doctor Feelgood is in the habit of smoking huge cigars in his office. Nobody likes it, but nobody complains, because he has been doing it for years.
One day, a pregnant woman comes into his office. ”Hello, Mrs. Lovejoy,” says Feelgood. ”I see you are pregnant again. How many kids will it be now?”
”This will be my fourteenth,” replies Mrs. Lovejoy.
”My God!” cries Feelgood, almost choking on his cigar. ”Why on earth do you have so many children?”
”Well,” says Mrs. Lovejoy, ”I love my husband very much.”
”And I love my cigar,” replies Feelgood. ”But I take it out of my mouth once in a while!”
One day, a pregnant woman comes into his office. ”Hello, Mrs. Lovejoy,” says Feelgood. ”I see you are pregnant again. How many kids will it be now?”
”This will be my fourteenth,” replies Mrs. Lovejoy.
”My God!” cries Feelgood, almost choking on his cigar. ”Why on earth do you have so many children?”
”Well,” says Mrs. Lovejoy, ”I love my husband very much.”
”And I love my cigar,” replies Feelgood. ”But I take it out of my mouth once in a while!”
