My aunt sent me the following joke in an email recently. I had to post it because it is one of my all time favorites. If you've already heard it, I hope you don't mind a retelling. If you haven't, enjoy!
With all the new technology in fertility recently, a 65-year-old friend of mine was able to give birth. When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, I went to visit.
"May I see the new baby?" I asked.
"Not yet," she said. "I'll make coffee and we can visit for a while first."
Thirty minutes had passed, and I asked, "May I see the new baby now?"
"No, not yet," she said.
After another few minutes had elapsed, I asked again, "May I see the baby now?"
"No, not yet," replied my friend.
Growing very impatient, I asked, "Well, when can I see the baby?"
"When he cries," she told me.
"When he CRIES?" I demanded. "Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?"
"BECAUSE I FORGOT WHERE I PUT HIM, OK?!"