The banker saw his old friend Tom, an eighty-year old rancher, in
town.**Tom had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that
he was marrying a 'mail order' bride.
Being a good friend, the banker asked Tom if the rumor was true.**Tom
assured him that it was.* *The banker then asked Tom the age of his new
bride to be.
Tom proudly said, 'She'll be twenty-one in November.' Now the banker,
being the wise man that he was, could see that the sexual appetite of a
young woman could not be satisfied by an eighty-year-old man.
Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker
tactfully suggested that Tom should consider getting a hired hand to
help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own
course.**Tom thought this was a good idea and said he would look for
one that afternoon.
About four months later, the banker ran into Tom in town again.**'How's
the new wife?', asked the banker.
Tom proudly said, 'Good - she's pregnant.'
The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out, continued, 'And
how's the hired hand?'
Without hesitating, Tom said, 'She's pregnant too.'
Don't ever underestimate Old Guys!
--
Ryder Rick
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