Husband Wanted!
Husband Wanted!
> A lonely 80-year-old woman, deciding that it was time to get married,
> put an ad in the local paper that read:
> HUSBAND WANTED! MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (80's), MUST
> NOT BEAT ME, MUST NOT RUN AROUND ON ME, AND MUST
> STILL BE GOOD IN BED! ALL APPLICANTS PLEASE 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 wheelchair.
> He had no arms or legs.
> The old woman said, "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, "Nor can I beat you!"
> She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently. "Are you still good
> in bed?" With that, the old gentleman leaned back, beamed a
> big broad grin and said, "I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"
> A lonely 80-year-old woman, deciding that it was time to get married,
> put an ad in the local paper that read:
> HUSBAND WANTED! MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (80's), MUST
> NOT BEAT ME, MUST NOT RUN AROUND ON ME, AND MUST
> STILL BE GOOD IN BED! ALL APPLICANTS PLEASE 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 wheelchair.
> He had no arms or legs.
> The old woman said, "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, "Nor can I beat you!"
> She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently. "Are you still good
> in bed?" With that, the old gentleman leaned back, beamed a
> big broad grin and said, "I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"