The Response from Jane’s Friend at Her Funeral Will Leave You in Stitches!

Jane married Ted and had 13 children. Her first husband, Ted, died of cancer.

She remarried again, and she and Bob had 7 more children. Bob was killed in a car accident 12 years later

Jane again remarried, and this time she and John had 5 more children. Jane finally died after having 25 children.

Standing before her coffin, the preacher prayed for her.

He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, ‘They’re finally together.’

Ethel leaned over and quietly asked her best friend Margaret, ‘Do you think he means her first, second, or third husband?’

Margaret replied, ‘I think he means her legs, Ethel… her legs.’”

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