A spinster of 92 finally consented to go to a retirement community, but strictly on a two-week-trial basis. Consequently, she took a small overnight case with only the bare essentials.
The next day her niece was surprised to get a phone call from her demanding more clothes.
“Please bring me that good black silk, my lavender print, the brown wool…” the list went on and on.
Finally the niece asked, “What changed your mind about staying at the retirement community?”
The dear old lady responded: “There are MEN in this place!”
One Liner
Credit cards are VERY dangerous. Every time I try to use one somebody starts chasing me with scissors.
