“After being married for half a century, I turned to my wife and said: ‘Remember back when we first got hitched? We had a tiny house, a beat-up car, a sofa bed for sleeping, and a dinky black and white TV. But hey, I got to snuggle up with a young 23-year-old beauty every single night’.”
“Now, we’ve got a fancy house worth $500,000, a slick car worth $45,000, a luxurious big bed, and a huge TV screen.
But guess what? I’m still sleeping next to a 69-year-old lady. Seems like my priorities have changed, huh?”
“My wife, being the wise woman she is, had a clever idea. She told me to go find myself a young, hot 23-year-old again. And in return, she promised to dial things back to the old days: a simple house, a clunker car, a sofa bed, and that tiny TV. Isn’t it funny how older women just know how to sort out an old man’s problems?”