After I'd been
married 50 years, I took a look at my wife one day and said "Honey, 50 years
ago, we had a cheap apartment, a cheap car, slept on a sofa bed and watched a
10-inch black and white TV, but I got to sleep every night with a hot 22 year
old brunette. Now, we have a nice house, nice car, big bed and plasma screen
TV, but I'm sleeping with a 70 year old grandma. It seems to me that you are
not holding up your side of things."
My
wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find a hot 22 year
old brunette, and she would make sure that I would once again be living in a
cheap apartment, driving a cheap car, sleeping on a sofa bed, and watching a
10-inch black and white TV.
Aren't
older women great? They really know how to solve your mid-life crisis..
