Oh, the pity of old
age.....
When I went to lunch today,
I noticed an old man sitting on a park bench sobbing his eyes out. I stopped and
asked him what was wrong. He said, "I have a 22 year old wife at home. She rubs
my back 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?"
He said, "She makes me
homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies, cleans the house and then
watches sports TV with me for the rest of the afternoon."
I said, "Well, why are you crying?"
He said, "For dinner she makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite
dessert and then makes love with me until the wee hours"
I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"
I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"
He sobbed, "I can't remember where the hell I
live!"