A ninety-year-old man is sitting on a park bench, sobbing, when a

young man walks by and asks him what's wrong. Through his tears the man

answers, "I'm in love with a twenty-five-year-old woman." "What's wrong with

that?" asks the young man. Between his sobs and sniffles, he answers, "You

don't understand." Every morning before she goes to work, we make love.....

At lunch time she comes home and we make love again, and then she makes

me my favorite meal. In the afternoon when she gets a break, she rushes home

and gives me oral sex, the best an old man could want. And then at supper

time, and all night long, we make love." He breaks down, no longer able to speak.

The young man puts his arms around him. "I don't understand. It sounds like you

have the perfect relationship. Why are you crying?" The ninety-year-old-man

answers, again through his tears, " I forgot where I live."