Home for the Aged (PG)
Mrs. Murphy and Mrs. Cohen lived next door to each other for over 40 years, and over the years became loving friends. One day Mrs. Murphy came to Mrs. Cohen and said, "This house is becoming to much for us, let's sell it and each move into a home for the aged.
Each went to a home of their respective religions, and were soon placed.
Mrs. Murphy felt very lonesome for Mrs. Cohen, and one day asked to be driven to the Jewish Home to visit her old friend Mrs. Cohen. When she arrived she was greeted with open arms, hugs and kisses. Mrs. Murphy said "So how do you like it here?"
Mrs. Cohen went on and on about the wonderful food, the facility and the care takers. She then said, "You know the best thing is that I now have a boyfriend."
Mrs. Murphy said, "Now isn't that wonderful. Tell me what you do."
Mrs. Cohen said, "After lunch we go up to my room, and sit on the edge of the bed. I let him touch me on the top, and then on the bottom, and then we sing Jewish songs."
Mrs. Cohen said, "And how is it with you Mrs. Murphy?"
She said it was also wonderful at her new facility, and that she also had a boyfriend.
Mrs. Cohen said, "So what do you do?"
"We also go up to my room after lunch and sit on the edge of the bed. I let him touch me on top, and then I let him touch me down below."
Mrs. Cohen said, "And then what do you do?"
Mrs. Murphy said, "Since we don't know any Jewish songs, we have sex."
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