Animals & Nature0 min ago
The Old Lady...
Defense Attorney: What is your age?
Little Old Woman: I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened to you?
Little Old Woman: There I was, sitting there in my deck chair in my garden, on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up behind me h and sat down beside me.
Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
Little Old Woman: No, but he really was friendly.
Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down beside you?
Little Old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little Old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert passed away some 30 years ago.
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: He began to rub my breasts.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little Old Woman: Bloody Hell No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honour, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just spread my old legs and said to him, just "Take me, young man, take me!"
Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
Little Old Woman: f**k me?, No. That's when he yelled, "April Fool!"
And that's when I shot the son of a bitch!
Little Old Woman: I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened to you?
Little Old Woman: There I was, sitting there in my deck chair in my garden, on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up behind me h and sat down beside me.
Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
Little Old Woman: No, but he really was friendly.
Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down beside you?
Little Old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little Old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert passed away some 30 years ago.
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: He began to rub my breasts.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little Old Woman: Bloody Hell No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honour, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just spread my old legs and said to him, just "Take me, young man, take me!"
Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
Little Old Woman: f**k me?, No. That's when he yelled, "April Fool!"
And that's when I shot the son of a bitch!
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