So.... anybody know a good joke?

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Just read this one on Facebook:

Senior Sex

The husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you
remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We
went behind the village tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you."

Yes, she says, "I remember it well."

OK, he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Jim, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!"


A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation
and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, I've got to see
these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye
on them so there's no trouble. So he follows them.

The elderly
couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support aided by
walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make
their way to the fence The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man
drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, the old man moves
in.. Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the
policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both
are making loud noises and moaning and screaming. Finally, they both
collapse, panting on the ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn't know.


After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old
couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on. The
policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly
amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is.

So, as the
couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but that was something else.
You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of
secret to this?"

Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply,

"Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence."

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From one of my FB friends:

One tall tree asks another tall tree if it noticed the small tree growing in between them. The first tree leans in and asks, "Hey, do you think that's a son of a beech or a son of a birch?". The second tree chuckles and says "I don't know, let's ask an expert" and calls over the woodpecker. "Hey woodpecker," says the second tree, "is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?". After taking a couple pecks at the small tree, the woodpecker returns and answers, "That is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch, but that is the finest piece of ash I have ever had my pecker in."