Bob, a 70-year-old, extremely wealthy widower, shows up at the
Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very alluring 25 year-
old blonde who knocks everyone’s socks off with her youthful vivacity
and charm and who hangs over Bob’s arm and listens intently to his
every word.
His buddies at the club are all aghast. At the very first chance,
they corner him and ask, “Bob, how’d you get the trophy girlfriend?”
Bob replies, “Girlfriend? She’s my wife!”
They’re 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.”