When I went to lunch today, I noticed this lady about 75-80 years old sitting on a park bench near J. C. Penney and she was 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, 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 a gourmet meal with wine and my Favorite dessert and then makes love to me until 2AM."
I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"
She said "I CAN'T REMEMBER WHERE I LIVE!!!!!"
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