A married father of four children lies on his death bed. Three of his children have red hair and blue eyes just like he does. The youngest has black hair and brown eyes. This has been a secret concern of his for years. He decides to ask his wife about it.
"Darling, my time is short and it no longer matters , but I have to ask. Is our youngest child mine?"
His wife answers "On everything that is sacred I swear he is your child!"
The man sighs in relief and shortly thereafter dies in peace.
His wife mutters under her breath "Thank God he didn't ask about the redheads!"
"Darling, my time is short and it no longer matters , but I have to ask. Is our youngest child mine?"
His wife answers "On everything that is sacred I swear he is your child!"
The man sighs in relief and shortly thereafter dies in peace.
His wife mutters under her breath "Thank God he didn't ask about the redheads!"
God thinks it's fun to confuse primates. Larsen's God!