At 82, Frank from Florida was getting married for the seventh time.
His grandson watched him straighten his tuxedo and asked, “Grandpa, why do you keep getting married?”
“Because I believe in happily ever after,” Frank replied.
“Seven times?”
“Well, I’m an optimist with terrible references.”
At the reception, his new bride, Betty, pulled him aside.
“Before we go any further, I need to know something. Are you still interested in a little excitement in the bedroom?”
Frank winked. “Absolutely. I’ve even bought something to help us last all night.”
Betty blushed. “You naughty man! What did you buy?”
“A memory-foam mattress.”
“That’s your idea of excitement?”
“At my age, sweetheart, getting into bed and remembering why is foreplay.”
Betty folded her arms. “Let’s establish some rules. I expect breakfast in bed, flowers every Friday, and a romantic getaway every month.”
Frank nodded thoughtfully, then took out his phone.
“Who are you calling?” she asked.
“The minister.”
“Why?”
“To see if we’re still within the cancellation period!”😂🤣
