I noticed an old man sitting on a park bench sobbing his eyes out. I stopped and asked him what was wrong.
He told me, “I have a 22 year old wife at home. She rubs my back every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee”
I continued, “Well, then why are you crying?”
I said, “Well, why are you crying?”
He said, “For dinner she makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favourite dessert and then we cuddle until the small hours”
I inquired, “Well then, why in the world would you be crying?”
He replied, “I can’t remember where I live”