I told the wife the other day it occurs to me now at age 50
that 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, queen bed and a big screen TV, but
I'm sleeping with a 50-year-old woman.

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.

(Not a true story ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry