My mom sent this to me in an email. I thought it was pretty funny. You may have had your mom send it to you too.
After having their 11th child, a Louisiana couple decided 11 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 was sick of poppin out kids every three weeks.
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, was to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Louisiana
swamps), light it, put it in an empty beer can, then hold the can up to his ear
and count to 10.
The redneck said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest man in the world,
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 resumed
counting on his other hand.

After having their 11th child, a Louisiana couple decided 11 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 was sick of poppin out kids every three weeks.
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, was to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Louisiana
swamps), light it, put it in an empty beer can, then hold the can up to his ear
and count to 10.
The redneck said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest man in the world,
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 resumed
counting on his other hand.
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but its not precisely a good thing... damn i miss it.. space... nice yummy personal space nad lots and lots of internet time that i wont get to have. ugh. i might get to be online around what 2 or 3 am sunday morning? ugh.