After being in a coma for almost six months, she woke up and saw that she was no longer pregnant.
Frantically she asked the doctor about her baby.
The doctor replied, “You had twins, a boy and a girl. The babies are fine. However they were poorly at birth and had to be Christened immediately, so your brother Paddy came in and named them.”
The woman thought to herself, ‘Oh, suffering Jesus, no; not my brother! He’s a bloody idiot!’
Expecting the worst, she asked the doctor, “Well, what’s my daughter’s name?”
“Denise,” said the doctor.
The new mother was somewhat relieved and thought to herself, ‘Wow, that’s a really beautiful name. I guess I was wrong about my brother. I really like Denise.’
She asked, “What the boy’s name?”
The doctor replied, “Denephew!”