One morning when I was going out of the house I met my neighbor’s daughter who was pregn@nt.
When I returned home I saw her father closing the door.
I told him: “Your daughter hasn’t married yet I wonder how it is possible a girl without any husband be pregn@nt?
For a moment her father with a bitter smile said: “She isn’t pregn@nt; it is all wind in her belly.
She f@rts and would recovery.” Next year perchance I saw the same girl with a baby in her arms.
Next day when I was going out facing her father so I told him: “I saw your daughter with her f@rt in her arms.”