A census-taker in Missouri went up to a trailer home and knocked on the door. When a woman answered, he asked her the names and ages of her children.
She said: “Let’s see now, there are the twins, Billy and Bobby, they’re fifteen. And the twins, Seth and Beth, they’re fourteen. And the twins, Benny and Jenny, they’re thirteen.”
“Wait a minute!” said the census-taker. “Did you get twins every time?”
“Heck no,” answered the woman. “There were hundreds of times we didn’t get nothin’.”