At 70-years-old, Frank was now an extremely wealthy widower.
One day, Frank arrived at the country club with a breathtakingly beautiful young woman who was just 25-years-old.
This young lady was absolutely stunning and she had it all. Good looks, personal charm, perfect manners and she hung on Frank’s arm, listening to his every word, intently.
Well, Frank’s buddies were both impressed and more than a little jealous.
They were all muttering to each other and wondering how Frank was able to date such an amazing woman.
At the first opportunity, Frank’s buddy Jim corners him and asks, “Hey Frank, how did you get yourself such an attractive girlfriend?”
“She isn’t my girlfriend,” Frank responds. “She’s my wife.”
Jim can’t believe it but he needs to know the secret of Frank’s success.
“That’s amazing,” says Jim, “but how did you persuade her to marry you?”
“I lied about my age,” says Frank.
Jim laughs out loud and then says, “Really? I suppose you told her you were only 50 then?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” says Frank. “I told her I was 90, with a terminal illness.”
