It was a tiny mountain in a remote section of West Virginia, and its first ever divorce came to the county courthouse. Custody of the children was the problem. The mother jumped to her feet and protested to the judge that since she had brought the children into this world, she should retain custody of them. The husband also wanted custody of the children.
The judge asked for his side of the story and, after a long moment of silence, the mountaineer slowly rose from his chair and said, “Judge, when I put a Loonie in a candy machine and a candy bar comes out, does it belong to me or the machine?”