A young woman married and had 13 children. Her husband died. She soon married
again and had 7 more children. Again, her husband died. But, she remarried and
this time had 5 more children. Alas, she finally croaked. Standing before her
coffin, the preacher prayed to the Lord above, thanking him for this loving
woman who fulfilled his commandment to, "Go forth and multiply." In his
final eulogy, he noted, "Thank you Lord, they're finally together." Leaning
over to his neighbor, one mourner asked... "Do you think he means her first, second or
third husband?" The other mourner then replied...
"I think he means her legs."