The kids start goofing around while she’s talking to the waitress. The mom gets impatient and yells, “Eddy! Stop that! Or else!” All 15 boys suddenly sit down, obedient and quiet.
The waitress asks, “Did you really name all 15 of your boys Eddy?”
“Yup,” says the woman. “Makes it easier than trying to remember who’s who every damn time.”
“But what if you only want to talk to one of them for some reason?” the waitress asks.
“Well, then I just call them by their last names.”