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Older
Older.....But Wiser
Mr. Smith, a seventy-five-year old decided that
they were in love, just married a young, beautiful eighteen-year-old girl.
A friend asked, "How did you get an eighteen-year-old to marry you when you're
seventy-five?" The man said, "I told her I was ninety-five."
There was an old woman from Kent, whose nose was
remarkably bent; One day, they suppose, she followed her nose, and nobody knows
where she went.
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