The Old Geezer

The banker saw his old friend Tom, an eighty-year old rancher, in
town.

Tom had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that he was
marrying a "mail order" bride.

Being a good friend, the banker asked Tom if the rumor was true. Tom
assured him that it was. The banker then asked Tom the age of his new
bride to be. Tom proudly said, "She'll be twenty-one in November."

Now the banker, being the wise man that he was, could see that an
eighty-year-old man could not satisfy the sexual appetite of a young
woman.

Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker
tactfully suggested that Tom should consider getting a hired hand to
help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own course.

Tom thought this was a good idea and said he would look or one that
afternoon.

About four months later, the banker ran into Tom in town again.

"How's the new wife?" asked the banker. Tom proudly said, "Oh, she's
pregnant." The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out,
continued, "And how's the hired hand?"

Without hesitating, Tom said, "She's pregnant too."

Do not ever underestimate old geezers.