Two years after her husband died, a woman decided to advertise for a new husband.
So she placed the following ad in the local newspaper.
HUSBAND WANTED! MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (70's). MUST NOT BEAT ME. MUST NOT RUN AROUND 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 with no arms or legs sitting in a wheelchair.
The old woman said, " you're not really asking me to consider 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 smile, and said,
"I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"
Husband Wanted.
Husband Wanted.
dices ad adepto futui (tell them to f*** off)