Sunday Funnies

A woman walks into the downtown welfare office, trailed by 15 kids.

"WOW," the social worker exclaims, "are they ALL YOURS???"

"Si, they are all mine," the flustered mommasita sighs, havingheard that

question a thousand times before. She says, "Sit down Juan." All the

children rush to find seats."Well," says the social worker, "then you must

be here to signup. I'll need all your children's names." "This one's my

oldest - he is Juan." "OK, and who's next?" "Well, this one he is Juan,

also."The social worker raises an eyebrow but continues. One by one, through

the oldest four, all boys, all named Juan. Then she is introduced to the eldest

girl, named Juanita! "All right," says the caseworker. "I'm seeing a pattern here.

Are they ALL named Juan?" The Mommasita replied, "Si it makes it easier.

When it is timeto get them out of bed and ready for school, I yell, 'Juan! ' 'An'when

it's time for dinner, I just yell 'Juan!' an' they all comerunning. 'An' if I need to

stop the kid who's running into thestreet, I just yell 'Juan' and all of them stop.

It's thesmartest idea I ever had, naming them all Juan."The social worker

thinks this over for a bit, then wrinkles her forehead and says tentatively,

"But what if you just want ONEkid to come, and not the whole bunch?""I

call them by their last names "