Two blokes sat in the pub and one asks the other "How many kids have you got."
"Eighteen!" was the somewhat grumpy reply.
"My God that's a lot of kids." was the response. "You must be a randy old sod!"
"Ha!" responded the man "It's not so much me being randy as the missus being vain!" He sighed violently "I didn't even know she was deaf in one ear until we'd been married twenty years." He took a long pull on his pint.
"I'm sorry," his companion said, "but I just can't see how a woman's desire to hide partial deafness can lead to you having eighteen kids!"
"Well, it's easy enough to explain." he said "To cut out the noise of the kids she used to sleep with her good ear on the pillow and every time I fancied a bit in bed I'd snuggle up, nudge her in the back and ask 'What do you fancy? Go to sleep or what?' and she would roll over and say "What?"
"Eighteen!" was the somewhat grumpy reply.
"My God that's a lot of kids." was the response. "You must be a randy old sod!"
"Ha!" responded the man "It's not so much me being randy as the missus being vain!" He sighed violently "I didn't even know she was deaf in one ear until we'd been married twenty years." He took a long pull on his pint.
"I'm sorry," his companion said, "but I just can't see how a woman's desire to hide partial deafness can lead to you having eighteen kids!"
"Well, it's easy enough to explain." he said "To cut out the noise of the kids she used to sleep with her good ear on the pillow and every time I fancied a bit in bed I'd snuggle up, nudge her in the back and ask 'What do you fancy? Go to sleep or what?' and she would roll over and say "What?"
