idk what to call this but here you go

All police men are called Jim. All police women are called Joline.
"Can I speak to Jim?" a customer would say.
"Which Jim?" The police men would say in unison, all shrugging simultaneously. "We're all called Jim here." They would say. As the unsatisfied customer left, one Jim would whisper: "Help us."
Joline gave birth in the car. Again. Jim helped, he shouted "NEEEEEEEEEH NAAAAAAAAAAAAAWH NEEEEEEEEEH NAAAAAAAAAAAAAWH NEEEEEEEEEH NAAAAAAAAAAAAAWH"
Each police car had its own siren. a car with only Jims would sound low pitched, and a car with Jolines, young Jims and newborns would be high pitched.
The baby popped out, no fuss. Joline was used to this. It screamed, and Jim was glad. He had a sore throat now. "It's a girl!" announced Joline. "I want her to be a police woman. I'll name her Joline. Now she's destined to be a police woman. Soz, Jo."