A 70-year-old man has never been married

A 70-year-old man has never been married.
One day, he meets a beautiful 17-year-old girl, and it is love at first sight.
They get married and go to Florida for their honeymoon
When they get back, tel frie, howvas him,
“Oh, it was beautiful,” says the man. “

The sun, the surf, we made love almost every night, we -”
His friend interrupts him.
“A man your age!
How did you make love almost every night?’
”Oh,” says the man,
“we almost made love Monday,
we almost made love Tuesday.”

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