John was staring sadly into his pint and sighed heavily.
“What’s up John, ” asked the landlord,
“It’s not like you to be so down in the mouth”
“It’s my four-year-old son” the man replied.
“Don’t tell me, he’s in trouble for fighting in school? – my lad’s just the same – forget
about it, it happens to boys that age” said the landlord, sympathetically.
“I only wish it was that” continued the customer,
“but it’s far worse than that. The little monkey has got our gorgeous 18-year-old next-
door neighbour pregnant.”
“Get away,” gasped the landlord,
“that’s impossible!”
“It’s not!” said John,
“The little monkey stuck a pin in all my.”