MONDAY MORNING CHUCKLE

[Broadwayboobs]

Posted: 3/28/11 at 10:10am

Defense Attorney:
Will you please state your age?

Little Old Lady:
I am 76 years old.

Defense 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.

Defense Attorney:
Did you know him?

Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly..

Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.

Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him?

Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.

Defense Attorney:
Why not?

Little Old Lady:
It felt good.... Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 20 years ago.

Defense Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
He began to touch my breasts.

Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him then?

Little Old Lady:
No, I certainly did not!

Defense Attorney:
Whyever not?

Little Old Lady:
His touching made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!

Defense Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
Well, I was feeling so "spicy" that I just laid down and told him "Take me, young man. Take me now!"

Did he take you?

Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fool!" And that's when I shot him, the little bastard.

[JbaraFan1]

Posted: 3/28/11 at 4:11pm

My husband's name is Albert. This could be me one day!

Thanks for the giggle, Boobs!

- Barb
Updated On: 3/28/11 at 04:11 PM