Cosmetics
Harold's wife bought a new line of
expensive cosmetics guaranteed
to make her look years younger.
After a lengthy sitting before
the mirror applying the "miracle" products, she asked,
"Darling, honestly, what age would you say I am?"
Looking over her carefully, Harold replied,
"Judging from your skin, twenty;
your hair, eighteen; and your figure, twenty five."
"Oh, you flatterer!" she Blushed.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Harold interrupted.
"I haven't added them up yet."
Harold's wife bought a new line of
expensive cosmetics guaranteed
to make her look years younger.
After a lengthy sitting before
the mirror applying the "miracle" products, she asked,
"Darling, honestly, what age would you say I am?"
Looking over her carefully, Harold replied,
"Judging from your skin, twenty;
your hair, eighteen; and your figure, twenty five."
"Oh, you flatterer!" she Blushed.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Harold interrupted.
"I haven't added them up yet."
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