lamornamiss
wants to be a loser
Beware of older men - they only get wiser!
A woman decides to have a face lift for her 50th birthday.
She spends £15,000 and feels pretty good about the results.
On her way home, she stops at a paper shop to buy a newspaper.
Before leaving, she says to the shopkeeper, 'I hope you don't mind my
asking, but how old do you think I am?’
'About 32,' is the reply.'
'No! I'm exactly 50,' the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into Morrisons and asks the counter girl
the very same question.
The girl replies, 'I'd guess about 29.'
The woman replies with a big smile, 'No, I'm 50.'
Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops at a chemists on
her way down the street.
She goes up to the counter to get some toothpaste and asks the counter
girl this same burning question.
The girl responds, 'Oh, I'd say 30.'
Again she proudly responds, 'I'm 50, but thank you!'
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next
to her the same question.
He replies, 'Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I
was young there was a sure-fire 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, and only then can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are.'
They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the
best of her.
She finally blurts out, 'What the hell, go ahead.'
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around
very slowly and carefully.
He bounces and weighs each breast and pushes her breasts together and
rubs them against each other.
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 50.'
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, 'That was incredible, how could you
tell?'
The old man says, 'Promise you won't get mad?'
'I promise I won't' she says.
'I was behind you in the queue at Morrisons.
A woman decides to have a face lift for her 50th birthday.
She spends £15,000 and feels pretty good about the results.
On her way home, she stops at a paper shop to buy a newspaper.
Before leaving, she says to the shopkeeper, 'I hope you don't mind my
asking, but how old do you think I am?’
'About 32,' is the reply.'
'No! I'm exactly 50,' the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into Morrisons and asks the counter girl
the very same question.
The girl replies, 'I'd guess about 29.'
The woman replies with a big smile, 'No, I'm 50.'
Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops at a chemists on
her way down the street.
She goes up to the counter to get some toothpaste and asks the counter
girl this same burning question.
The girl responds, 'Oh, I'd say 30.'
Again she proudly responds, 'I'm 50, but thank you!'
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next
to her the same question.
He replies, 'Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I
was young there was a sure-fire 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, and only then can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are.'
They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the
best of her.
She finally blurts out, 'What the hell, go ahead.'
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around
very slowly and carefully.
He bounces and weighs each breast and pushes her breasts together and
rubs them against each other.
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 50.'
Stunned and amazed, the woman says, 'That was incredible, how could you
tell?'
The old man says, 'Promise you won't get mad?'
'I promise I won't' she says.
'I was behind you in the queue at Morrisons.
Love it - lol - thanks for the giggles WendyXXXX
