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A woman decides to have a facelift for her birthday. She spends $5000and feels pretty good about the results.
On her way home, several months later, she stops at a news stand tobuynewspaper. Before leaving she says to the clerk,“I hope you don’tmindmy asking, but how old do you think I am?”
“About 32,” is the reply.
“I’m exactly 47,” the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald’s and asks the countergirlthe very same question. She replies,“I guess about 29.”
“Nope, I’m 47.”
Now, she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drugstore onher way down the street. She goes up to the counter to get some mintsandasks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds,“Oh, I’d say 30.”
Again she proudly responds,“I am 47, but, thank you.”
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man the samequestion.
He replies,“Lady, I’m 78 and my eye sight is going. Although, when Iwasyoung, there was a sure way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds veryforward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra,then Ican tell you exactly how old you are.”
They wait in silence on the empty street until curiosity gets thebest ofher. She finally blurts out,“What the heck, go ahead.”
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and under her bra andbegins to feel around very slowly and carefully. After a couple of minutes ofthis,she says:“Okay, okay .... how old am I?”
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, andsays,“Madam, you are 47.”
Stunned and amazed, the woman says,“That was incredible, how couldyou tell?”
The old man replies,“Promise you won’t get mad?”
“No”, she says.
He replies,“I was behind you in line at McDonald’s.”
On her way home, several months later, she stops at a news stand tobuynewspaper. Before leaving she says to the clerk,“I hope you don’tmindmy asking, but how old do you think I am?”
“About 32,” is the reply.
“I’m exactly 47,” the woman says happily.
A little while later she goes into McDonald’s and asks the countergirlthe very same question. She replies,“I guess about 29.”
“Nope, I’m 47.”
Now, she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drugstore onher way down the street. She goes up to the counter to get some mintsandasks the clerk this burning question.
The clerk responds,“Oh, I’d say 30.”
Again she proudly responds,“I am 47, but, thank you.”
While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man the samequestion.
He replies,“Lady, I’m 78 and my eye sight is going. Although, when Iwasyoung, there was a sure way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds veryforward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra,then Ican tell you exactly how old you are.”
They wait in silence on the empty street until curiosity gets thebest ofher. She finally blurts out,“What the heck, go ahead.”
He slips both of his hands under her blouse and under her bra andbegins to feel around very slowly and carefully. After a couple of minutes ofthis,she says:“Okay, okay .... how old am I?”
He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, andsays,“Madam, you are 47.”
Stunned and amazed, the woman says,“That was incredible, how couldyou tell?”
The old man replies,“Promise you won’t get mad?”
“No”, she says.
He replies,“I was behind you in line at McDonald’s.”
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