“In spite of all my good intentions, I was the ‘Believe It
or Not’ of the maternity ward. I had quintuplets the hard way; one at a time.
That’s a lot of pickles and ice cream. After I had five kids in a row, Fang
nicknamed me Bingo. I really never minded being fertile, but I have to admit
there were times when I considered crop rotation. My neighbor asked me: ‘Are
you expecting?’ I said: ‘I’m not expecting. I’m sure!’ I had so many kids I had
dealer’s plates on my baby carriages. At one time our bedroom looked like a used
crib lot. One day I picked up a bag of flour out of a shopping cart and burped
it. Once I even said to Fang, ‘I’ll bet you don’t even know how many kids we
got’ and he answered, ‘Well, when I used to count them it made me nervous.’” – Phyllis Diller
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