When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady sitting 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, "Well, then why are you crying?" She said, "He makes me
homemade
soup for lunch and my favourite 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 favourite dessert and then makes love to
me until 2:00 am " I said, "Well, why in the world would you be
crying?"
She said, "I can't remember where I live!"
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