There are two elderly men sitting on a park bench. A young, sexy girl wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a sports bra dashes by.
The girl approaches when one of the males smiles. “You pervert, why are you smiling and staring at me?” she asks.
“My dear,” the elderly guy responds gently, “I’m not smiling at you, but rather at the idea that there will always be young, attractive girls in the summer to lift an old man’s spirits, no matter how bad things get in the world.”
“Awww, you sweet old man,” the girl responds, bends in to kiss his cheek before continuing to jog.”3 to zip mugley, your turn,” the elderly guy adds, turning to face his pal.
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