Redneck Birth control- A joke from my Daddy

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After their 11th child, a hillbilly couple decided

that was enough, as they could not afford a

larger bed.

So the husband went to his veterinarian and

told him that he and his cousin didn’t want  to

have any more children.

The doctor told him that there was a procedure

called a vasectomy that could fix the problem

but that it was expensive.

‘A less costly alternative, ‘ said the doctor, ‘is to

go home, get a cherry bomb, light it, put it in a beer

can, then hold the can up to your ear and count

To 10.’

The hillbilly said to the doctor,

‘I may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but I

don’t see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer

can next to my ear is  going to help me.’

‘Trust me,’ said the doctor.

So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and

put  it in a beer can. He held the can up to his

Ear and began to count . . .

‘1’

‘2’

‘3’

‘4’

‘5’

At which point, he paused, placed the beer can

between his legs and continued counting on

his other hand.

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