Little Old Lady in Court
Defense Attorney: Ma'am, will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady: I am 86 years old.
DA: Will you tell the court, in your own words, what happened the night of April First?
LOL: There I was, sitting on my front porch swing on a warm spring evening, when a young man came creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
DA: Did you know him?
LOL: No, but he was sure friendly.
DA: What happened after he sat down?
LOL: He started to rub my thigh.
DA: Did you stop him?
LOL: No, I didn't stop him.
DA: Why not?
LOL: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Bob died 30 some years ago.
DA: What happened next?
LOL: He began to rub my breasts.
DA: Did you stop him then?
LOL: No, I didn't stop him.
DA: Why not?
LOL: His rubbing made me feel alive and all excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
DA: What happened next?
LOL: Well, by then I was feeling really "spicy" so I laid down and told him "Take me young man, take me!"
DA: Did he take you?
LOL: Hell no! He just yelled "April Fool!", and that's when I shot him. Little bastard.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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My apologies to Front Porch Society, your comment got deleted when I edited this post. Feel free to put it back if you like.
Now that is funny.
Thanks for the laugh.
Too funny!
bwah hahahaha *snort* love it!
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