A lonely widow, aged 70, decided that it was time to get married again.



She put an ad in the local paper that read:



HUSBAND WANTED: MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (70's), MUST NOT BEAT ME UP, NOT

RUN AROUND ON ME AND MUST STILL BE GOOD IN BED! ALL APPLICANTS PLEASE APPLY

IN PERSON.



On the second day, she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay, she

opened the door to see a grey-haired gentleman sitting in a wheel chair

and he had no arms or legs.



The old woman said, 'You're not really asking me to consider you, are

you? Just look at you... you have no legs.'



The old man smiled, 'Therefore, I cannot run around on you!'



She snorted.. 'You don't have any arms either!'



Again, the old man smiled, 'Therefore, I can never beat you!'



She raised an eyebrow and asked intently, 'Are you still good in

bed???'



The old man leaned back, beamed a big smile and said, 'Rang the

doorbell, didn't I?