Flying home from France on a recent
trip I noticed a rather haggard looking mom walking into the customs area with
eight children-- all under age 10. Collecting their many suitcases, the nine of
them entered the cramped customs area. A young customs official watched the
large entourage in disbelief, ''Ma'am,'' he said, ''do all these children and
this luggage belong to you?''
''Yes, sir,'' the lady said with a sigh, ''they're all mine.''
The customs agent began his interrogation: ''Ma'am, do you have any weapons, contraband or drugs in your possession?''
''Sir,'' she calmly answered, ''if I'd had any of those items, I would have used them by now.''