The wife’s mother rushed into the maternity wing to find out how her daughter was progressing. As she entered the waiting room, she spotted her son-in-law. Unbeknown to her, he was listening to the cricket on his IPod.
“How’s it going?” she asked anxiously.
“Not bad,” he smiled, “they’ve got four out and there’s only one to go.”
“Aaah,” she screamed, and fainted.
“Darling, it’s a miracle, the doctor says I’m pregnant, isn’t that wonderful? You’re going to be a father.”
“That’s great” replied the husband. “By the way, who is this?”
“Too early to say,” said Johnny.” “it’ll be another 9 months before we know the answer to that.”
“Both my wife and I have black hair, but our son’s just been born with red hair. Do you think something funny has been going on?”
“Not necessarily,” replied the doctor. “How many times do you have sex?”
“About 5 times a year.”
“Well, there’s your answer then, you’re just a little rusty.”