A lonely spinster, aged 70, decided that it was time to get married.
She decided to put an ad in the local paper that read:
“HUSBAND WANTED, must be in my age group, must not beat me, must not run
around on me, and must still be good in bed! All applicants must
apply in person.”
On the second day she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay she opened
the door to see a gray haired gentleman sitting in a wheel chair. He had
no arms or legs.
She asked sardonically, “You’re not really asking me to consider you,
are you? Just look at you… you have no legs!”
The old man smiled, “Therefore I cannot run around on you!”
She snorted, “You don’t have any hands either!” Again the old man
smiled, and said, “Nor can I beat you!”
She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently, “Are you still good in bed?”
With that, the old gentleman beamed a broad smile and said, “I rang the
doorbell didn’t I?”