AuntieFrancysPlace

Defense Attorney:Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady:I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney:Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st? Little Old Lady: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 Lady:No, but he sure was friendly.
Defense Attorney:What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Lady:He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney:Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady:No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney:Why not?
Little Old Lady:It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago. Defense Attorney:What happened next?
Little Old Lady:He began to rub my breasts.
Defense Attorney:Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady:No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney:Why not?
Little Old Lady:His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years! Defense Attorney:What happened next?
Little Old Lady:Well, by then, I was feeling so "spicy" that I just laid down and told him"Take me, young man. Take me now!"
Defense Attorney:Did he take you?
Little Old Lady:Hell, no!
He just yelled, "April Fool!"
And that's when I shot him, the little bastard.
YOU BETTER WATCH OUT FOR THOSE LITTLE OLD LADIES!!!!!
(LAUGHING ARE YOU?) FRAN