I had a very, very rare day to myself.  I put the boys on the bus, drove to the studio to do my little 4 minute television segment, came home, did the proverbial daily chores.  While doing the [said] chores, I had the tv on for background noise, mind you.  Um.  Have you ever 'accidently' overheard "Maury" during the day ?   Have ya?  It's....epic.  Here's what I caught in between emptying the dishwasher and cleaning out the coffee maker.  Apparently this one chick had twins and as it turns out, each twin had a different father. Just sit and absorb that for a while. I'll wait.  Google it if you don't believe me.  Go ahead, google "twins with two different fathers on maury". 

'K.  Do you have any idea how little time must have occured in between ejaculations for conception to have happened simultaneously? Either it was a gang bang, or she pulled the ultimate "Jack Tripper"*. 

When Maury read the results, that is, one man was the father of one twin, but not the other, the mom just hung her head in just pure shame.  I think it was fairly immediate that she realized she was the punchline to the skankiest of skank jokes  (...yo mama so slutty, her twins had two different daddys).   Poor thing, bless her heart.   Anyway, no whimsical lesson  hidden within this blog entry, I just wanted to share this rivoting story with you. 


* The ultimate 'Jack Tripper' is when you date two people at one time and there's always some sort of misunderstanding, or a debacle, if you will.