Little Johnny was attending his very first wedding.
After the ceremony, his older cousin leaned down and asked,
“So Johnny, how many women do you think a man can marry?”
Without missing a beat, Johnny replied,
“Sixteen.”
His cousin blinked in surprise.
“Sixteen?! How’d you come up with that?”
Johnny grinned proudly,
“Easy! The Bishop said: 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer!”
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