MISSING PERSON
An old man was sitting on a park bench and crying bitterly. A passersby took pity on him and inquired:
“What is the matter Grandpa? Can I help you?”
“Nobody can help me,” – wailed the man.
“Don’t you have a family to go home to?”
“My wife died seven months ago. I found a girl, a 20-year-old blonde looker, to take care of me. She moved into my house, cooks my favorite dishes for me, washes and irons my clothing and has sex with me every night.”
“So why are you crying?” – asked the passersby.
“I forgot where I live.”
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