I posted this a few years ago but maybe have some new members that have not heard it. Once upon a time in the Appalachian mountains there lived this old widower who had 3 triplet daughters.They all wanted to go out on a date but the old man was firm set against it. By +| by they ganged up on him until he relented.But under one condition;those boys have to come up here on the porch + introduce themselves 1st while I sit in my rocker w/ my 12G. S/S.O.K. The big night arrives. The 1st to show is this kid in an old jalopy. He says "Hi I'm Joe + I came to get Flo so we can go to the show,can Flo go?"The old man thinks that is one stupid kid but harmless enough so off they go. The second rolls up in an old pickup + says,"Hi I'm Eddie + I came to get Betty so we can go steady,Is Betty ready".Hell the old man thinks this one is dumber than the last.O.K. just go on.Then up squeals this red Corvette + this kid jumps out + says "Hey old timer, my names Chuck."So the old man shot him.

So no one likes a clean joke w/ suggestion? Sad times.

Perhaps I could mention about the newly weds that did'nt know the difference between vasaline + putty. Their windows fell out. O.K. I gave it another try.

i assume you have a day job?

Norman, I saw it the first time you posted it! What was the third daughter's name?
Peter

Isn't "3 triplet daughters", redundant? Triplet means three.

My oldest kids are triplets, two girls and a boy.

Ah yes,redundancy. As in I was miserable when stationed at at a Fort called Bliss + out in the street the peasants were revolting.

I've been to Fort Bliss.

It was revolting alright.

born and raised on a dirt farm across the mountain west of ft. bliss. only took me 50 years to leave. whole place is a waste of space. got good mexican food though.