The Italian Souvenir

“Thank you, honey,” she says. “Is there anything I can bring back for you?” He laughs and says, “An Italian girl.”

When the conference is over, he meets her at the airport and asks, “How was the trip?”

“Very good,” she replies.

“And what happened to my present?” he asks.

Confused, she replies, “Which present?”

“The one I asked for, the Italian girl,” he answers.

With a sly grin, she replies, “Oh, that. I did what I could, but we’ll just have to wait nine months to see if it’s a girl.”