A elderly man was walking down

An elderly guy was strolling down the street when he was approached by a particularly unclean and shabby-looking homeless man who requested for a few money for meals. The man pulled out his wallet, removed ten dollars, and asked, ‘If I give you this money, will you spend it on beer rather than dinner?’ No, I had to stop drinking years ago,’ the homeless man said.
“Will you use it to go fishing instead of buying food?” The man inquired. ‘No, I don’t waste time fishing,’ the homeless man replied. ‘I have to spend all of my time trying to stay alive.’ ‘Will you spend this on green fees at a golf course rather than food?’ The man inquired. ‘Are you nuts?’ said the homeless man. ‘I have not played golf in 20 years!’‘Will you spend your money on a woman in the red light district instead of eating?’ The man inquired. “What disease could I get for ten lousy bucks?” “Exclaimed the homeless man.” ‘Well,’ the man replied, ‘I’m not going to give you the money. Instead, I’m going to take you home to a wonderful meal prepared by my wife. The homeless man was astonished.’Won’t your wife be furious at you for doing that? I know I’m dirty, and I probably smell fairly bad. The man said, ‘That’s OK. Woman must see what a man looks like when he’s stopped drinking, fishing, golfing, and dating.

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