Maude and Fred run into each other at the retirement home cafeteria...
Maude leans over and whispers, "Hey Fred, if I can tell you how old you are, will you let me put my hand in your pants after lunch?"
Fred, "Uh...sure!."
Maude, "87"
Fred, "You're right! How'd you do that?"
Maude, "You told me yesterday."
Last edited by Ike Bana; 10-02-2014 at 06:50 AM.
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