She married and had 13 children. Her husband died. She married again and had 7 mopre children. Again, her husband died. She remarried yet a third time and had 5 more children. That husband died as well.
Alas, she finally died, and standing before her coffin, the preacher prayed for her. He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, “Lord, they’re finally together.” One mourner leaned over and quietly asked her friend, “Do you think he means her first, second or third husband?”
The friend replied, “I think he means her legs.”
