Most people do Wordless Wednesday, over here at Divorce Towers we’re not afraid to do things differently. So, on a dark, dank, drizzly December day, here’s a lovely wordy jokelette to cheer us all up, from my gorgeous friend E in Brussels:
A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other what the afterlife was like.
Their biggest fear was that there was no afterlife at all.
After a long life together, the husband was the first to die. True to his word, he made the first contact,
“Marion … Marion ”
“Is that you, Bob?”
“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”
“That’s wonderful! What’s it like?”
“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it’s off to the golf course … I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have sex a couple of more times. Then I have lunch (you’d be proud – lots of greens) another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the afternoon. After supper, it’s back to golf course again. Then it’s more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then the next day it starts all over again”
“Oh, Bob you must be in Heaven!”
“Not exactly… I’m a rabbit on a golf course in Arizona .”