After being married for 50 years, I took a careful look at my wife one day and said to her, “Fifty years ago we had a cheap house, a junk car, slept on a sofa bed and watched a 10-inch black and white TV, but I got to sleep every night with a hot 23-year-old girl.”
“Now…we have an $800,000 home, a $65,000 car, a nice big bed and a large-screen TV, but I am now sleeping with sleeping with a 73-yearl old woman. It seems to me that you’re not holding up your side of the bargain.”
My wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find a hot 23-year-old girl and she would make sure that I would once again be living in a cheap house, driving a junk car, sleeping on a sofa bed, and watching a 10-inch black and white TV again.
Aren’t older women great? They really know how to solve an old guy’s problems.
And thanks to my friend, DC, for the joke.