| A Frenchwoman took her young daughter to the Louvre. As they stood before a statue of a nude male, the child pointed at its penis and asked, "Mama, what's that?" "Oh, nothing, Cherie." "I want one," said the child. The mother tried to focus her daughter's attention on a more suitable subject, but the little girl persisted. "I want one. I want one like that one," she kept repeating. Finally, her mother said, "If you're a good girl and stop talking about it now, I promise you that when grow up, you will have one." "And if I'm bad?" Her mother sighed. "Then you will have many!" |