Little Old Lady
By Galaxian
Defence Attorney: Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady: I am 76 years old.
Defence Attorney: Will you tell us in your own words what happened the morning of April 1st?
Little Old Lady: There I was, sitting on the swing on my front porch on a warm spring morning, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
Defence Attorney: Did you know him?
Little Old Lady: No, but he sure was friendly.
Defence Attorney: Please explain 'friendly'?
Little Old Lady: He started to rub my thigh.
Defence Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady: No, I didn't stop him.
Defence Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Lady: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died 20 years ago.
Defence Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Lady: He began to touch my breasts.
Defence Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady: No, I certainly did not!
Defence Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Lady: It made me feel alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defence Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Lady: Well, I was feeling so 'spicy' that I just laid down and said "Take me, young man. Take me now!"
Defence Attorney: Did he take you?
Little Old Lady: Hell, no! He just yelled "April Fool!"..........and that's when I shot the little B%$£ard.
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