<table cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 width="100%" bgcolor=white border=0><tbody><tr valign=top><td width="100%">when i went to lunch today, i noticed an old lady sitting on a park
bench sobbing her eyes out. i stopped and asked her what was wrong.
she said, "i have a 22 year old husband at home. he makes love to me
every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage,
fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee."
i said, "well, then why are you crying?"
she said, "he makes me homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies and then makes love to me for half the afternoon."
i said, "well, why are you crying?"she said, "for dinner he makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my
favorite dessert and then makes love to me until 2:00 a.m."
i said, "well, why in the world would you be crying?"
she said, "i can't remember where i live!"