"Mouths of Babes the truth" or As my friend's son humor flashed

We went with friends last summer at the cottage. The company has gathered a motley, some came with children. And so the evening ran up to me the boy friend and asked:

— Uncle nick, do you have a son?

— Yes, there is.

— How old is he old?

— So, forty-four already! I replied. Kidding, in actual fact my son is only eleven.

— Uncle Kolya, and you yourself how many years? — do not appeased kid.

— I thirty-five.

Little boy eyes at me, hatched, forehead wrinkled, and then went for it

— Uncle Kolya, remember, this is NOT YOUR CHILD!

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