A 70-year-old widow who was feeling lonely made the decision to remarry.

“Husband wanted!” read the advertisement she placed in the neighborhood paper. Must be my age, not hit me, not run around on me, and still be a wonderful bed partner. Please apply in person for all applicants.

The doorbell rang the next morning. She was shocked when she opened the door and saw a man with gray hair seated in a wheelchair. He lacked legs and arms.

You’re not really requesting that I give you any thought, are you? “Just look at you – you have no legs,” the widow said.

The elderly man grinned and said, “Therefore, I cannot run around on you!”

“You don’t have any arms, either!” She laughed.

Because of this, I can never defeat you, the elderly guy grinned once more.

“Are you still good in bed?” she inquired with a raised eyebrow.

“I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?” the elderly guy remarked as he leaned back and grinned broadly.