A Colonel in sheltered housing is all the bs and es with the women, very dapper, bespoke suits and shoes, a corsage in his lapel every day, impeccably mannered.
One of the inmates invites him over for dinner 'and, afterwards, we'll sit in the sofa, have a cuddle, and watch TV.
And that's what they did to the T - lovely food, candles and wine, the sofa, the cuddle and watch TV.
A couple of days later, she sees him out with another woman. She gets him to one side.....
"What's she got that I haven't, then?"
"Parkinson's," was the reply.
A mate of mine passed this onto his Uncle, who had the condition. His comment was that was the funniest thing he had heard about the disease since being diagnosed with it.