Will you please state your age?



Little Old Lady:

I am 92 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 Abner 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 really "spicy" so

I just laid down and told him "Take me, young man.

Take me!"



Defense Attorney:

Did he take you?



Little Old Lady:

Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fools!"

And that's when I shot him, the little bastard!


Another from Catchme.

LMAO

SPLITTIN MY GUT HERE, GOOD ONE !!!

lmao!! kool i like it

sounds justifiable to me

LMAO....Justifiable...