Old Horsetail and I share some of the same readers, but face it: he’s consistently funny and I’m not. He gave me a nice nod today and if anybody is visiting from there all I have is this dreary pompous post on Shakespeare and Green Herons (below). So just in case you’re here for a laugh, here’s the best I have for today:
Maude and Claude, both 90 , lived in a retirement community. They met in the social center and discovered over time that they enjoyed each other’s company.
After several weeks of meeting for coffee, Claude asked Maude out for dinner and, much to his delight, she accepted. They had a lovely evening. They dined at the most romantic restaurant in town.
Despite his age, Claude was still a charmer.
Afterward, Claude asked Maude to join him at his place for an after-dinner drink. Things continued along a natural course and age being no inhibitor, Maude soon joined Claude for a most enjoyable roll in the hay. As they were basking in the glow of the magic moments they’d shared, each was lost for a time in their own thoughts.
Claude was thinking: "If I’d known she was a virgin, I’d have been gentler."
Maude was thinking: "If I’d known he could still do it, I’d have taken off my pantyhose."