They were behind a very overweight woman in a business suit who had a pager. Lil’ Johnny stared at the lady in front of him and said loudly, “Hey, Mom, she’s REALLY FAT,” as his mother waited patiently.
The woman looked at Johnny, established eye contact with his mother, and smiled in a way that said she understood. Lil’ Johnny got a mild scolding.
Lil’ Johnny expanded his arms as far as they would go and yelled, “I bet her butt is that wide,” after a minute or two.
The woman stared at Johnny at this point. His mother is furious with him and scolds him.
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The woman turned and warned Johnny’s mother to handle her impolite son. His mother then threatened him with his life and existence. The bank is silent.
When her pager starts to beep, the woman moves to the front of the queue. “RUN FOR YOUR LIFE MOM, SHE’S BACKING UP!” Lil’ Johnny yelled at the top of his lungs in fright.
The banker visited his old friend Tom, who is 80 years old and runs a ranch, on his farm.
Tom’s wife had died about a year previously, and some said he was going to marry a “mail order” bride.
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Tom told him it was.
The banker then asked Tom how old his new wife-to-be was.
Tom replied with pride, “She’ll be 21 in November.”
The banker, being the smart guy that he was, could tell that an 80-year-old man could not make a young woman content. The banker delicately advised that Tom think about hiring someone to assist him out on the ranch, understanding that nature would take its course. He wanted his old friend’s last years to be joyful.
Tom agreed that this was a fantastic idea and stated he would seek it out that afternoon.
The banker saw Tom again about four months later…
The banker asked, “How’s the new wife?”
“Good,” Tom remarked with pride. “She’s pregnant.”
The banker was pleased that his wise advice had worked and said, “How is the hired hand?”
Tom didn’t think twice before whispering, “She’s pregnant too.”
