When I was married 25 years, I took a look at my wife one day and said,
"Honey, 25 years ago, we had a cheap apartment, a cheap car, slept on a
sofa bed and watched a 10-inch black and white TV, but I got to sleep
every night with a hot 25 year old blonde. Now, we have a nice house,
nice car, big bed and plasma screen TV, but I'm sleeping with a 50 year
old woman. It seems to me that you are not holding up your side of
things."
My wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find a hot
25 year old blonde, and she would make sure that I would once again be
living in a cheap apartment, driving a cheap car, sleeping on a sofa bed
and watching a 10-inch black and white TV.
Aren't older women great? They really know how to solve a mid-life
crisis.
