A middle aged women decides to have a facelift
for her birthday. She spends
$5000 and feels pretty good about the results. On
her way home, she stops at
a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving
she says to the clerk, "I
hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you
think I am?"
"About 32," is the reply. "I'm exactly 47," the
woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald's and
asks the counter girl the
very same question.
She replies, "I guess about 29." The woman
replies, "Nope, I'm 47."
Now, she's feeling really good about herself. She
stops in a drug store on
her way down the street. She goes up to the
counter to get some mints and
asks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds, "Oh, I'd say 30." Again she
proudly responds, "I am 47,
but, thank you."
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an
old man the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eye sight is
going. Although, when I was
young, there was a sure way to tell how old a
woman was. It sounds very
forward, but it requires you to let me put my
hands under your bra. Then I
can tell you exactly how old you are."
They wait in silence on the empty street until
curiosity gets the best of
her. She finally blurts out, "What the heck, go
ahead." He slips both of
his hands under her blouse and under her bra and
begins to feel around very
slowly and carefully.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says
"Okay, okay,...how old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts,
removes his hands, and says,
"Madam, you are 47."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was
incredible, how could you
tell?"
He replies, "I was behind you in line at
McDonald's.
for her birthday. She spends
$5000 and feels pretty good about the results. On
her way home, she stops at
a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving
she says to the clerk, "I
hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you
think I am?"
"About 32," is the reply. "I'm exactly 47," the
woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald's and
asks the counter girl the
very same question.
She replies, "I guess about 29." The woman
replies, "Nope, I'm 47."
Now, she's feeling really good about herself. She
stops in a drug store on
her way down the street. She goes up to the
counter to get some mints and
asks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds, "Oh, I'd say 30." Again she
proudly responds, "I am 47,
but, thank you."
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an
old man the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eye sight is
going. Although, when I was
young, there was a sure way to tell how old a
woman was. It sounds very
forward, but it requires you to let me put my
hands under your bra. Then I
can tell you exactly how old you are."
They wait in silence on the empty street until
curiosity gets the best of
her. She finally blurts out, "What the heck, go
ahead." He slips both of
his hands under her blouse and under her bra and
begins to feel around very
slowly and carefully.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says
"Okay, okay,...how old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts,
removes his hands, and says,
"Madam, you are 47."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was
incredible, how could you
tell?"
He replies, "I was behind you in line at
McDonald's.