Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, shows up at

the Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy

25-year-old blonde-haired woman who knocks everyone's socks off with her

youthful sex appeal and charm and who hangs over Bob's arm and listens

intently to his every word. His buddies at the club are all aghast. At

the very first chance, they corner him and ask, 'Bob, how'd you get the

trophy girlfriend?' Bob replies, 'Girlfriend? She's my wife!' They

are knocked over, but continue to ask. 'So, how'd you persuade her to

marry you?' 'I lied about my age', Bob replies. 'What, did you tell her

you were only 50?' Bob smiles and says, 'No, I told her I was 90.'

The only Stephentown on earth.
I don't mind Coming to work,
but that 8hr wait to go home is a bitch.
No matter how little I do,
I always feel I could do less.
"The only thing wrong with a perfect drive to work is that you
end up at work."
1990 Dodge B150