Confession

Three young women are at a cocktail party.
The conversation turns to their position in life, and its clear that theyre trying to one-up each other.
The first one says, “My husband is taking me to the French Riviera for two weeks on vacation,” and then looks at the others with a superior demeanor.
The second one says, “Well, my husband just bought me a new Mercedes,” and looks about with considerable pride.
Young woman number three says, “Well, to be perfectly honest with you, we dont have much money and we dont have many material possessions. However, one thing I can tell you about my husband is that fourteen canaries can stand shoulder to shoulder on his erect thing.”
After this, the first one looks shamefaced and says, “Girls, Ive got a confession to make: I was just trying to impress you. You know that vacation I was telling you about? Well, its not to the French Riviera, its to my folks house in Terre Haute for two weeks.”
The second one says, “Your honesty has shamed me. Its not a Mercedes; its a Plymouth.”
“Well, Ive got a confession to make myself: Canary number fourteen has to stand on one leg.”