When I went to lunch today, I noticed this elderly man about 75-80 years
old
sitting on a park bench near J. C. Penney, and he was sobbing his eyes out.
I stopped and asked him what was wrong.
He said: "I have a 22 year old wife at home. She 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?"
He said, "she 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?
He said: "For Dinner she makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite
desert and then makes love to me until 2:00 am.
I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"