Joke time

One evening an extremely wealthy widower showed up at his country club with a breathtakingly beautiful 25-year-old blonde. She knocked everyone's socks off with her youthful sex appeal and charm, and she hung on her date's every word for the entire night. The man's buddies were stunned, and as soon as they had the opportunity, they cornered him and asked how he managed to get his trophy girlfriend.

"Girlfriend?" he said. "She's not my girlfriend—she's my wife."

"How the hell did you persuade that knockout to marry you?" one friend asked incredulously.

"I lied about my age," the man replied.

"What, did you tell her you were only 50 or something?" the friend asked.

"No," the man said, smiling. "I told her I was 90."