Little Old Lady In Court
> Defense Attorney: Will you please state your age?
> Little Old Lady: I am 86 years old.
> Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words,
> what happened the night of April 1st?
> Little Old Lady: There I was, sitting there in my swing
> on my front porch on
> a warm spring evening,
> when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat
> down beside me.
> Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
> Little Old Lady: No, but he sure was friendly.
> Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
> Little Old Lady: He started to rub my thigh.
> Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
> Little Old Lady: No, I didn't stop him.
> Defense Attorney: Why not?
> Little Old Lady: It felt good. Nobody had done that
> since my Albert died some 30 years ago.
> Defense Attorney: What happened next?
> Little Old Lady: He began to rub my breasts.
> Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
> Little Old Lady: No, I did not stop him.
> Defense Attorney: Why not?
> Little Old Lady: His rubbing made me feel all alive and
> excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
> Defense Attorney: What happened next?
> Little Old Lady: Well, by then, I was feeling so
> "spicy" that I just laid down and told him
> "Take me, young man. Take me now!"
> Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
> Little Old Lady: Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fool!" And that's
> when I shot him, the little bastard!
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