Post by taylor on Jun 8, 2008 10:05:59 GMT -4
An older couple lived on the 11th floor of an assisted living condo. Both in their eighties, they were still pretty independent, but were visited by the resident nurse on a daily basis, you know, just to check up on them, maybe help with a difficult household task, or take their vital signs.
One morning, Mrs. Jones was planning on going to the grocery store. Mr. Jones would be staying home waiting on the visiting nurse. Grabbing her sweater, Mrs. Jones headed out to the elevator. She made it all the way outside and down to the bus stop before she realized she had forgotten her purse. So she went back inside, got back on the elevator, and headed back up to her apartment. When she walked in the door, she heard voices and some noise coming from the bedroom. She knew it must be the nurse, so decided to go and speak to her.
Much to her surprise, there in the bed was her 86 year old husband having his way with the 20-something nurse! They were so involved they hadn't even heard her walk in!
Very quietly, she walked across the room and opened the sliding glass door leading out to their little balcony. She then calmly walked over to the bed, snatched the covers off, grabbed her very surprised and naked husband and promptly threw him out the door and over the railing of the balcony. Of course, the fall killed the feisty old man.
When the police came, Mrs. Jones was sitting quietly in the living room, sipping a cup of tea. The detective couldn't understand her obvious lack of remorse. He asked Mrs. Jones "Ma'am, the nurse has already told us that you threw your husband off the balcony. We know you did it. What I'd like to know is why?"
Mrs. Jones set her tea cup down, turned to the young detective and replied
"Young man, I have been married to that old goat for 62 years. I've stood by him in good times and bad, through thick and thin. When I walked in and saw him in bed with that hussy, I figured that at his age, if he could make love, he could make wings and fly!"
One morning, Mrs. Jones was planning on going to the grocery store. Mr. Jones would be staying home waiting on the visiting nurse. Grabbing her sweater, Mrs. Jones headed out to the elevator. She made it all the way outside and down to the bus stop before she realized she had forgotten her purse. So she went back inside, got back on the elevator, and headed back up to her apartment. When she walked in the door, she heard voices and some noise coming from the bedroom. She knew it must be the nurse, so decided to go and speak to her.
Much to her surprise, there in the bed was her 86 year old husband having his way with the 20-something nurse! They were so involved they hadn't even heard her walk in!
Very quietly, she walked across the room and opened the sliding glass door leading out to their little balcony. She then calmly walked over to the bed, snatched the covers off, grabbed her very surprised and naked husband and promptly threw him out the door and over the railing of the balcony. Of course, the fall killed the feisty old man.
When the police came, Mrs. Jones was sitting quietly in the living room, sipping a cup of tea. The detective couldn't understand her obvious lack of remorse. He asked Mrs. Jones "Ma'am, the nurse has already told us that you threw your husband off the balcony. We know you did it. What I'd like to know is why?"
Mrs. Jones set her tea cup down, turned to the young detective and replied
"Young man, I have been married to that old goat for 62 years. I've stood by him in good times and bad, through thick and thin. When I walked in and saw him in bed with that hussy, I figured that at his age, if he could make love, he could make wings and fly!"
