4 Children
A man lies on his deathbed, surrounded by his family:
A weeping wife and four children. Three of the children
Are tall, good looking and athletic; but, the fourth
And youngest is an ugly runt.
"Darling wife," the husband whispers, "assure me that
The youngest child really is mine. I want to know the
Truth before I die, I will forgive you if ..."
The wife gently interrupts him. "Yes, my dearest, absolutely,
No question, I swear on my mother's grave that you are
His father."
The man then dies, happy. The wife mutters under her
Breath: "Thank God he didn't ask about the other three."
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