Ard3ntAng3l
Pregnant with Number 1
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Mrs. O'Donovan was walking down the main street of Dublin, and coming in the opposite direction was Father O'Rafferty.
"Hello," said the Father, "and how is Mrs. O'Donovan? Didn't I marry you two years ago?"
She replied, "You did that, Father."
"And are there any little ones yet?" "No, not yet, Father," said she.
"Well now, I'm going to Rome next week, and I'll be glad to light a candle for you."
"Thank -you, Father." And away she went.
Some years later they met again.
"Well now, Mrs. O'Donovan," said the Father, "how are you?"
"Oh, very well ," she said.
"And tell me ," he said, "Have you any little ones yet?"
"Oh yes, Father. I've had three sets of twins and four singles, ten in all."
"Now isn't that wonderful," he said, " And how is your lovely husband?"
"Oh," she said, " He's gone to Rome to blow out your damn candle."
"Hello," said the Father, "and how is Mrs. O'Donovan? Didn't I marry you two years ago?"
She replied, "You did that, Father."
"And are there any little ones yet?" "No, not yet, Father," said she.
"Well now, I'm going to Rome next week, and I'll be glad to light a candle for you."
"Thank -you, Father." And away she went.
Some years later they met again.
"Well now, Mrs. O'Donovan," said the Father, "how are you?"
"Oh, very well ," she said.
"And tell me ," he said, "Have you any little ones yet?"
"Oh yes, Father. I've had three sets of twins and four singles, ten in all."
"Now isn't that wonderful," he said, " And how is your lovely husband?"
"Oh," she said, " He's gone to Rome to blow out your damn candle."
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