It's a miserable snowy winter night and a man is trying to get his wife, who is massively pregnant with twins, to the hospital before the babies are born. But a patch of ice causes the man to lose control and the car slides off the road and down the side of the embankment into a creek....

When the man awakes, he finds himself in a hospital bed, shaken and bandaged but apparently okay. He looks up to see his no-good idiot half-wit brother-in-law standing over him.

"Janie and the babies?" he asks.

"Oh, they're all fine," the B-I-L replies. "They're all together in a room down the hall. I got here right after they brought you all in, and things were pretty crazy for a while!"

"Did we get boys? Girls?" the man wants to know.

"One of each," the B-I-L says. "A beautiful girl and a fine-looking boy. I even named 'em for you."

"What? You named our babies? I realize you're Janie's brother, but why did YOU name our babies?"

"Well, you were still unconscious and Janie was kinda out of it, and the nurse was real pushy about getting names on the paperwork, so I went ahead and named 'em. I called your baby girl 'DENISE.'"

"Oh, well, that's a pretty good name," the man says. "What did you call the boy?"

"DENEPHEW," says the B-I-L.