In the days before birth control pills, a young bride-to-be asked her gynecologist to recommend some sort of contraceptive.
He suggested she try withdrawal, douches or condoms.
Several years later, the woman was walking down the street with three children when she happened to run across her old doctor. "I see you decided not to take my advice," he said, eyeing the young children.
"On the contrary, doc," she exclaimed, "Davey here was a pullout, Darcy was a washout, and Delores was a blowout!"
