>             TWO OLD MEN

>  TWO OLD MEN DECIDE THEY ARE CLOSE TO THEIR LAST DAYS

> AND DECIDE TO HAVE A LAST NIGHT ON THE TOWN.

> AFTER A FEW DRINKS, THEY END UP AT THE LOCAL BROTHEL 

>                                     

>  

> THE MADAM TAKES ONE LOOK AT THE TWO OLD GEEZERS

> AND WHISPERS TO HER MANAGER,   'GO UP TO THE FIRST

> TWO BEDROOMS AND PUT AN INFLATED DOLL IN EACH BED. 

> THESE TWO ARE SO OLD AND DRUNK, I'M NOT WASTING

> TWO OF MY GIRLS ON THEM. THEY WON'T KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.'  

>  

> THE MANAGER DOES AS HE IS TOLD AND THE TWO OLD

> MEN GO UPSTAIRS AND TAKE CARE OF THEIR BUSINESS. 

>  

>  AS THEY ARE WALKING HOME THE FIRST MAN SAYS,'YOU

> KNOW, I THINK MY GIRL WAS DEAD!' 

> 'DEAD?' SAYS HIS FRIEND, 'WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?' 

>   'WELL, SHE NEVER MOVED OR MADE A SOUND ALL THE

> TIME I WAS LOVING HER.' 

>  

>   HIS FRIEND SAYS, 'COULD BE WORSE I THINK MINE WAS A WITCH.' 

>   'A WITCH ??. . WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT?' 

>  

>  'WELL, I WAS MAKING LOVE TO HER, KISSING HER ON

> THE NECK, AND I GAVE HER A LITTLE BITE, THEN SHE FARTED AND

> FLEW OUT THE WINDOW... TOOK MY TEETH WITH HER!'