Her Day in Court...
Defense Attorney: What is your age?
Little old Woman: I am 86 years old. Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words, what happenedto you on April 1 this year? Little old Woman: There I was, sitting there in my swing on my porch
on a warm Spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the
porch and sat down beside me. Defense Attorney: Did you know him? Little old Woman: No, but he sure was friendly. Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down? Little old Woman: He started to rub my thigh. Defense Attorney: Did you stop him? Little old Woman: No, I didn't stop him. Defense Attorney: Why not? Little old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abner
passed away some 30 years ago. Defense Attorney: What happened next? Little old Woman: He began to rub my breasts. Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then? Little old Woman: No, I did not stop him. Defense Attorney: Why not? Little old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbing made me feel all alive
and excited. I haven't felt that good in years! Defense Attorney: What happened next? Little old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just laid down
and said to him, "Take me, young man, Take me!" Defense! A ttorney: Did he take you? Little old Woman: Hell, no. He just yelled, "April Fool!" And that's
when I shot the little bastard!
Posted by: Delftsman3 at 03:03 AM
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I like the last four although I had heard the *Thump* one before (and it still brings a smile to my lips and a tear to my eye *grin*.) Thanks for the chuckles on a very somber day.
Posted by: Guy S. at April 03, 2005 05:05 AM (2t9+O)
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