Little Johnny is seven years old and is sitting at the dinner table with his parents.
Suddenly he announces, “Me and Janie are going to get married!”
“Oh?” Says the mother, “and how old is Janie?”
“Five,” replies the boy.
“Well,” says the father, “what are you going to do for money?”
“I get fifteen cents a week allowance,” says Johnny, “and Janie gets ten cents. We figured if we put it together we would be okay.”
“I see, “says the father. “But what are you going to do if you have children?”
“Well,” says Johnny, “so far we have been lucky.”
Submitted by Glaci
Edited by Curtis