Little Bruce and his friend Jenny are only 12 years old, but they know they
are in love. One day they decide that they want to get married, so Bruce
goes to Jenny's father to ask him for her hand.
Bruce bravely walks up to him and says, "Mr. Smith, me and
Jenny are in love and I want to ask you for her hand in marriage.."
Thinking that this was just the cutest thing, Mr. Smith
replies, "Well, Bruce, you are only 12. Where will you two live?"
Without even taking a moment to think about it, Bruce
replies, "In Jenny's room. It's bigger than mine and we can both fit in it
nicely."
Still thinking this is just adorable, Mr. Smith says with a
huge grin, "Okay, then how will you live? You're not old enough to get a
job. You'll need to support Jenny."
Again, Bruce instantly replies, "Our allowance, Jenny makes
five bucks a week and I make 10 bucks a week. That's about 60 bucks a month,
so that should do us just fine."
Mr. Smith is impressed. Bruce has put so much thought into
this.
"Well Bruce, it seems like you have everything figured out.
I just have one more question.. What will you do if the two of you should
have little children of your own?"
Bruce just shrugs his shoulders and says, "Well, we've been
lucky so far."
Mr.. Smith no longer thinks the little shit is adorable.
