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Two Old Men Decide They Are Close To Their Last Days

And Decide To Have A Last Night On The Town. After A

Few Drinks, They End Up At The Local Brothel.


The Madam Takes One Look At The Two Old Geezers And

Whispers To Her Manager, "go Up To The First Two

Bedrooms And Put An Inflated Doll In Each Bed. These

Two Are So Old And Drunk, I'm Not Wasting Two Of My

Girls On Them. They Won't Know The Difference."


The Manager Does As He Is Told And The Two Old Men Go

Upstairs And Take Care Of Their Business.


As They Are Walking Home The First Man Says, "you

Know, I Think My Girl Was Dead!"


"dead?" Says His Friend, "why Would You Say That?"


"well, She Never Moved Or Made A Sound All The Time I

Was Loving Her."


His Friend Says, "i Think Mine Was A Witch."


"a Witch, Why The Hell Would You Say That?"


"well, I Was Making Love To Her, Kissing Her On The

Neck And I Gave Her A Little Bite, Then She Farted And

Flew Out The Window."