So the census taker showed up at the Baby Mama's house and knocked on the screen door. He introduced himself and asked the heavyset woman how many occupants resided there.
She said "13. Me's and my 12 boys."
The census taker says, "12 boys!
My gosh, how do you keep up with 'em....By the way I'll need the name for each boy. So, what's the name of the oldest boy".
She says "Leroy".
Census taker says "Okay" while writing the name down. Then he asks "How about the name for the next oldest boy?"
She says "Leroy"
The census take shakes his head, writes it down, looks around and shyly asks, "So whats the name of the rest of your boys?".
Baby Mama says "Well, they's all named Leroy".
The census taker is dumbfounded. So he scratches his head and asks her, "Excuse me Ma'am, but how do you keep track of them? Say, for example, how do you call them in for lunch?".
She says "Oh, that's easy. I's just call them by their last name: Johnson, Washington, Jones, ...."