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Defense Attorney: What is your age?
Little old Woman: I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened to you on the first of April of this year?Little old Woman:
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.Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
Little old Woman: No, but he sure was friendly.
Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
Little old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little old Woman: No, I didn’t stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little old Woman:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abner
passed away some 30 years ago.Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little old Woman: He began to rub my breasts.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little old Woman: No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven’t felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just laid down and said to him…”Take me. young man…Take me!”
Defense Attorney: Did he take you?Little old Woman: Hell, no. he just yelled, “April Fool!” … And that’s when I shot the little bas***d!
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE ABILITY TO DESTROY YOU, THEN TRUSTING THEM NOT TO.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, But rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, Vodka in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming…….WOO HOO, what a ride!
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