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After the baby was born, the panicked Japanese father went to see
the obstetrician.
"Doctor," he said, "I don't mind telling you, but I'm a little upset
because my daughter has red hair. She can't possibly be mine."
"Nonsense" the doctor said. "Even though you and your wife both have
black hair, one of your ancestors may have contributed red hair to
the gene pool."
"It isn't possible," the man insisted. "We're pure Asian."
"Well," said the doctor, "let me ask you this. How often do you have
sex?"
The man seemed ashamed. "I've been working very hard for the past
year. We only made love once or twice a month."
"There you have it!" the doctor said confidently. "It's just rust."
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