A little boy attended his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him, “How many women can a man marry?”
“Sixteen,” the boy responded.
His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly and asked,
“How do you know that?”
“Easy,” said the boy,
“Do the math, like the Bishop said: 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer.”
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