Two Wishes And A Fairy

[LaurieJim]

> A married couple in their early 60s was celebrating
> their 40th wedding anniversary in a quiet, romantic little restaurant.
>
> Suddenly, a tiny yet beautiful fairy appeared on their
> table.
>
>
> She said, 'For being such an exemplary married couple
> and for being loving to each other for all this time, I will grant you
> each a wish.'
>
>
> The wife answered, 'Oh, I want to travel around the
> world with my darling husband.'
>
>
> The fairy waved her magic wand and - poof! - two tickets
> for the Queen Mary II appeared in her hands.
>
>
> The husband thought for a moment: 'Well, this is all
> very romantic, but an opportunity like this will never come again.
>
>
> I'm sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30
> years younger than me.'
>
>
> The wife, and the fairy, were deeply disappointed, but a
> wish is a wish.
>
>
> So the fairy waved her magic wand and poof!..the husband
> became 92 years old.
>
>
> The moral of this story: Men who are ungrateful
> should remember fairies are female.....

 

[cynthial]

Have to add to your joke Laurie as this fits too.

The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews, and testing were done, there were three finalists: two men and a woman.

For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. 'We must know that you will follow your instructions, no matter what the circumstances. Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill Her!!!' The man said, 'You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife.' The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home.'

The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the man came out with tears in his eyes. 'I tried, but I can't kill my wife.' The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes, take your! wife and go home.'

Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the instruction to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one shot after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow.

'This gun is loaded with blanks', she said. 'I had to beat him to death with the chair.'