Maria was a devoted, religious girl. She got married and had 17 children. Then her husband died. She remarried two weeks later, and had 22 children by her next husband. Then he died. A while later, she died.

At the funeral, the priest looked skyward and said, "At least they're finally together."

A guy sitting in the front row said, "Excuse me, father, but do you mean her and her first husband, or her and her second husband?"

The priest said, "I mean her legs."