hippychick
10-11-2004, 10:01 PM
A middle aged women decides to have a
facelift for her birthday. She spends $5000 and feels
pretty good about the results. On her way home, she
stops at a newsstand to buy a newspaper.
Before leaving she says to the clerk, "I
hope you don't mind my asking, but how old
do you think I am?"
"About 32," is the reply.
"I'm exactly 47," the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into
McDonald's and asks the counter girl the
very same question.
She replies, "I guess about 29."
The woman replies, "Nope, I'm 47."
Now, she's feeling really good about
herself. She stops in a drug store on her way down
the street. She goes up to the counter to get some
mints and asks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds, "Oh, I'd say 30."
Again she proudly responds, "I am 47, but, thank
you."
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an
old man the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eye sight
is going. Although, when I was young, there was a sure
way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds very
forward, but it requires you to let me put
my hands under your bra. Then I can tell you exactly
how old you are." They wait in silence on the empty
street until curiosity gets the best of her. She
finally blurts out, "What the heck, go ahead." He
slips both of his hands under her blouse and under her
bra and begins to feel around very slowly and
carefully.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says
"Okay, okay,...how old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts,
removes his hands, and says, "Madam, you are 47."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was
incredible, how could you tell?"
The old man replies, "Promise you won't get mad?"
"No", she says.
He replies, "I was behind you in line at McDonald's."
facelift for her birthday. She spends $5000 and feels
pretty good about the results. On her way home, she
stops at a newsstand to buy a newspaper.
Before leaving she says to the clerk, "I
hope you don't mind my asking, but how old
do you think I am?"
"About 32," is the reply.
"I'm exactly 47," the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into
McDonald's and asks the counter girl the
very same question.
She replies, "I guess about 29."
The woman replies, "Nope, I'm 47."
Now, she's feeling really good about
herself. She stops in a drug store on her way down
the street. She goes up to the counter to get some
mints and asks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds, "Oh, I'd say 30."
Again she proudly responds, "I am 47, but, thank
you."
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an
old man the same question.
He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eye sight
is going. Although, when I was young, there was a sure
way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds very
forward, but it requires you to let me put
my hands under your bra. Then I can tell you exactly
how old you are." They wait in silence on the empty
street until curiosity gets the best of her. She
finally blurts out, "What the heck, go ahead." He
slips both of his hands under her blouse and under her
bra and begins to feel around very slowly and
carefully.
After a couple of minutes of this, she says
"Okay, okay,...how old am I?"
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts,
removes his hands, and says, "Madam, you are 47."
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was
incredible, how could you tell?"
The old man replies, "Promise you won't get mad?"
"No", she says.
He replies, "I was behind you in line at McDonald's."