A lonely widow, age 70, decided that
it was time to get married again.
She put an ad in the local paper
that read:
HUSBAND
WANTED:
MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (70s), MUST
NOT BEAT ME, MUST NOT RUN AROUND ON ME MUST STILL BE GOOD IN BED!!!!! ALL
APPLICANTS PLEASE APPLY IN PERSON.
On the second day, she heard the
doorbell.
Much to her dismay, she opened the
door to see a grey-haired gentleman sitting in a wheelchair.
He had no arms or legs.
The old woman said, 'You're not
really asking me to consider you, are you? Just look at you...you have no
legs!
The old man smiled, 'Therefore, I cannot run around on you!'
The old man smiled, 'Therefore, I cannot run around on you!'
She snorted. 'You don't have any
arms either!'
Again, the old man smiled, 'Therefore, I can never beat
you!'
She raised an eyebrow and asked
intently, 'Are you still good in bed???'
The old man leaned back, beamed a
big smile and said,
'Rang
the doorbell didn't I?'
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