An elderly pair (he a widower,
she a widow) meet in a retirement village. They seem to hit it
off; they share each other's values, enjoy the same jokes, and
find pleasure in each other's company. After a few months, the
widower asks for the hand of the widow in marriage. She appears
hesitant. "Perhaps I shouldn't look a gift horse in the
mouth, but....How's your health?"
"It's OK", he answers. "I'm not getting any
younger, but I don't have any major health problems. I can still
enjoy life".
"Well, then", she replies "I don't want to be a
snoop, but I've got to protect myself: how are you fixed
financially?"
"So-so. I'm not rich, but I'm comfortable. You don't have to
worry about me sponging off you; I can support myself".
The little old lady blushes, and finally asks her swain "And
how's your sex life...."
"Infrequently", he declares.
The widow ponders this for a moment or so, before asking
"And is that one word or two....."