Bit of bad luck

When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady near a park bench
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 coffee."

I said, "Well, then why are you crying?"

She said, "He makes me homemade soup for lunch and my

favourite brownies and then makes love to me for half the afternoon".

I said, "Well, why are you crying?" She said, "For dinner he makes me a
gourmet meal with wine and my favourite dessert and then makes
love to me until 2:00 a.m.

I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"

She said, "I can't remember where I live!"

Ahh! too much good red for dinner?

DonM

Thats my wife - where did you find her?

RN