1820- Who is the father? (humour)
A husband on his death bed to his wife:
"Honey, please be honest with me. I'm not long for this world, and something has really been eating at me for a while. I've always found our 6th son a bit weird...different, if you may. He has a different father from the other ones, hasn't he?"
The wife, in tears and sobbing uncontrollably, asks for forgiveness and buries her face in her hands, while nodding.
The husband, curious: "So, who's the father?" The wife, very sincere, answers "It's you..."
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"Honey, please be honest with me. I'm not long for this world, and something has really been eating at me for a while. I've always found our 6th son a bit weird...different, if you may. He has a different father from the other ones, hasn't he?"
The wife, in tears and sobbing uncontrollably, asks for forgiveness and buries her face in her hands, while nodding.
The husband, curious: "So, who's the father?" The wife, very sincere, answers "It's you..."
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