*One day, shortly after having her 9th baby, the good Irish lady ran into
her parish priest. *
*He congratulated her on the new offspring then said, "Isn't having nine
babies a little much?" *
*"Well," she said, "I don't know why I get pregnant so often, it must be
something in the air." *
*"Yes," said the priest, "your legs!"
*
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