A woman marries a man and has 10 children


A woman marries a man and has 10 children. The man dies, so the woman remarries and has 10 more children. The next man dies, so the woman remarries again and has ten more children.

That man dies, so the woman remarries and has 10 more children…The husband dies again and finally the woman dies as well. At the funeral, the priest mutters, “Thank God!

They’re finally together! “A man at the funeral asks another man on his left, “Which husband do you think he means? The first, second, or third?” The man on his left says, “I think he means her legs.”

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