Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, shows up at the dance with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy 25-year-old blonde-haired woman who knocks everyone’s socks off with her youthful sex appeal and charm.
She hangs over Bob’s arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all amazed and, the very first chance they get, they corner him and ask, ‘Bob, how’d you get the trophy girlfriend?’
Bob replies, ‘Girlfriend? She’s my wife!’
They are knocked over, but continue to ask. ‘So, how’d you persuade her to marry you?’
‘I lied about my age,’ Bob replies.
“‘What, did you tell her you were only 50?’
Bob smiles and says, ‘No, I told her I was 90.’
