Grandma Goes to Court 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 swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me. Defense Attorney: Did you know him? Little Old Woman: No, but he sure 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 Abner passed away 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: No, I did not stop him. Defense Attorney: Why not? Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honor, 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, “Take me, young man, Take me!” Defense Attorney: Did he take you? Little Old Woman: Hell, no. That’s when he yelled, “April Fool!”….And that’s when I shot the son of a b*tch!
Posted on: Wed, 17 Jul 2013 19:05:44 +0000
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