Wrong House
An old fellow was snoozing away, contentedly, when he was startled awake by the doorbell. He staggered off the couch to make his way to the door. There stood a gorgeous young woman.
“Oh, my goodness,” the pretty young thing exclaimed. “I’m at the wrong house.”
“Sweetheart, you’re at the right house, the old guy assured her. “But you’re forty years too late!”