When I went to lunch today, I noticed this lady about 75-80 years old sitting on a park bench near J.C.Pennys and she was crying her eyes out.
I stopped and asked her what was wrong, and 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 brewed coffee.”
I said :”Well, then why are you crying?” She said: “he makes me homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies and then makes love to me half the afternoon.”
I said; “Well, so 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 a.m.”
I said: “Well, why in the world would you be crying?” She said: “I CAN’T REMEMBER WHERE I LIVE!!!!!!!!!”