A woman telephoned her local newspaper to let them know that she had just given birth to 18 children. The reporter didn’t quite hear the message and said, Would you repeat that? Not if I can help it, replied the woman.
I saw you on road today. you were looking so fine, your face so divine, your walk so perfect. My heart started singing a sweet song: Who let The dog out!
A woman telephoned her local newspaper to let them know that she had just given birth to 18 children. The reporter didn’t quite hear the message and said, Would you repeat that? Not if I can help it, replied the woman.
I saw you on road today. you were looking so fine, your face so divine, your walk so perfect. My heart started singing a sweet song: Who let The dog out!
