Maury was catching a lot of his ribbing from his buddies in the bar. "You got 17 kids?" exclaimed Pauly, "why you orta hold back a little bit and think of your poor wife." "But I DO think of her, but it's really her fault we got so many kids. She's deaf as a post!" "Pardon me," harrumphed The Old Professer, "but what does her deafness have to do with this outrageous number of kids?" "Well," says Maury, "we get in bed at night, and I whisper, 'You wanna sleep or what?' And she always answers, 'WHAT?' " |