Poor Little Lady
Poor Little Lady
I haven't posted to this tread yet. I've just enjoyed reading everyone else's reply, but I just couldn't pass this up. A friend just sent this to me.
When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady on a park bench sobbing her eyes out. I stopped and asked her what was wrong.
She said, "I have a 22 year old husband at home. He makes love to me every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee."
I said, "Then why are you crying?"
She said, "He makes me homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies and then makes love to me for half the afternoon."
I said, "Well, why are you crying?"
She said, "For dinner he makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite desert and then makes love to me until 2:00 a.m.
I said,"Well, why in the world would you be crying?"
She said, "I can't remember where I live!" LOL