mainshiptom
Active member
Lonely lady, aged 70, decided that it was time to remarry. She
decided to put an ad in the local paper that read:
"HUSBAND WANTED,must be in my age group, must not beat me, must not
run around on me, and must still be good in bed! All applicants apply in
person."
On the second day she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay she opened
the door to see a gray haired gentleman sitting in a wheel chair. He
had no arms or legs.
She asked sardonically, "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!"
She snorted, "You don't have any hands either!"
Again the old man smiled. "Therefore, I cannot beat you!"
She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently, "Are you still good in bed?"
The old gentleman beamed a broad smile . . . "I rang the doorbell,
didn't I?"
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decided to put an ad in the local paper that read:
"HUSBAND WANTED,must be in my age group, must not beat me, must not
run around on me, and must still be good in bed! All applicants apply in
person."
On the second day she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay she opened
the door to see a gray haired gentleman sitting in a wheel chair. He
had no arms or legs.
She asked sardonically, "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!"
She snorted, "You don't have any hands either!"
Again the old man smiled. "Therefore, I cannot beat you!"
She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently, "Are you still good in bed?"
The old gentleman beamed a broad smile . . . "I rang the doorbell,
didn't I?"
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