Husband Wanted

A lonely old widow in her 70's decided she wanted to get married again so she put an ad in her local paper.

HUSBAND WANTED:

MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (70's), MUST NOT BEAT ME, MUST NOT RUN AROUND BEHIND MY BACK ON ME, AND MUST STILL BE GOOD IN BED!

ALL APPLICANTS PLEASE APPLY IN PERSON.

1704 CHESTNUT DRIVE.

On the second day, she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray-haired gentleman, with no arms or legs sitting in a wheelchair.

'You're not really asking me to consider you, are you?' the widow asked. 'Just look at you...you have no legs!'

The old gentleman smiled and said, 'Therefore, I cannot run around on you. 'But you don't have any arms, either!' she snorted. Again the old man smiled and said, 'Therefore, I can never beat you.'

She raised an eyebrow and asked intently, 'Are you still good in bed?

The old man leaned back in his wheelchair, beamed a big smile, and said, 'I rang the doorbell, didn't I??'

The wedding is scheduled for Saturday!

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