xongsmith writes:
Family moves into a new town with their twin children, one a boy and one a girl (not identical).
Ooh! Ooh!
A woman was in labour and her husband was rushing her to the hospital when they got into a car accident. Regaining consciousness in a hospital bed, the man was understandably agitated but he was somewhat reassured when he saw his brother standing beside the bed.
"Don't worry," the brother said. "Your wife is fine and the twins are fine. You have a son and a daughter."
"Oh, thank God," the father said.
"There's just one thing," the brother added. "The hospital staff were anxious to record the babies' names but both you and your wife were unconscious, so I named them."
The father was a bit concerned because he knew his brother had an oddball sense of humour. "What did you call them?" he asked apprehensively.
"Well, I named your daughter Deniece."
"Oh. Well, Denise is a nice name," the father was pleasantly surprised. "And what did you call my son?"
"Denephew."