Jokes About April Fool's DayDon't Mess with old Ladies |
|||
|
Little Old Lady: "I am 70 years old." Defence Attorney: "Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st?" Little Old Lady: "There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me." Defence Attorney: "Did you know him?" Little Old Lady: "No, but he sure was friendly." Defence Attorney: "What happened after he sat down?" Little Old Lady: "He started to rub my thigh." Defence Attorney: "Did you stop him?" Little Old Lady: "No, I didn't stop him." Defence Attorney: "Why not?" Little Old Lady: "It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago." Defence Attorney: "What happened next?" Little Old Lady: "He began to rub my breasts." Defence Attorney: "Did you stop him then?" Little Old Lady: "No, I did not stop him." Defence Attorney: "Why not?" Little Old Lady: "His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!" Defence Attorney: "What happened next?" Little Old Lady: "Well, by then, I was feeling so "spicy" that I just laid down and told him 'Take me, young man. Take me now!'" Defence Attorney: "Did he take you?" Little Old Lady: "Hell, no! He just yelled, 'April Fool!' and started to run off ...that's when I shot him, the little bastard."
|
|||
|
|
