The Marriage Proposal.
An elderly pair (he a widower, she a widow) meet in a retirement village. They seem to hit it off; they share each others values, enjoy the same jokes, and find pleasure in each others company.
After a few months, the widower asks for the hand of the widow in marriage. She appears hesitant and decided to probe her soon-to-be a little.
Perhaps I shouldnt look a gift horse in the mouth, but… Hows your health?
Its OK, he answers. Im not getting any younger, but I dont have any major health problems. I can still enjoy life.
Well, then, she replies I dont want to be a snoop, but Ive got to protect myself: how are you fixed financially?
So-so. Im not rich, but Im comfortable. You dont have to worry about me sponging off you; I can support myself.
The little old lady blushes, and finally asks her swain –
And hows your sex life….
Infrequently, he declares.
The widow ponders this for a moment or so, before asking…
And is that one word or two?
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