Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, arrives one evening at
his country club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy
25-year-old Japanese woman who knocks everyone's socks off with her
exotic sex appeal, beguiling accent, and oriental charm. Demurely, she
hangs onto Bob's arm, listens intently to his every word, and caters to
his every whim -- preparing and then lighting his cigar, bringing him
cocktails from the bar, rubbing his temples when he complains of a
slight headache, etc.
His friends at the club are all aghast and green with envy. When she
excuses herself to go to the powder room, they corner him and ask, "Bob,
how did you get the trophy girlfriend, order her from match-maker website?"
Bob replies indignantly, "Girlfriend? She's my wife!"
They are amazed, but continue to question him. "So, how did you
persuade her to marry you?"
"I lied about my age", Bob replies.
"What did you do, tell her you were only 50?"
Bob smiles and answers, "No, I told her I was 96.
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What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch? -- W.C. Fields
"Many of those who enjoy freedom know little of its price."
You can't fix Stupid, but you can occasionally head it off before it hurts something.