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
asked, "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 asked again,
"Well so why are you crying?"
He
said, "For dinner she makes me a gourmet meal
with wine and my favorite dessert and then makes
love to me until 2:00am."
I
asked yet again, "Well, why in the world would
you be crying?"
