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."