Two old men decide to have a night on the town.
After a few drinks, they end up at the local brothel.
The madam takes one look at the two old geezers and whispers to her
manager: 'Go up to the first two bedrooms and put an inflated doll in each
bed. These two are so old and drunk, I'm not wasting two of my girls
on them. They won't know the difference.'
The manager does as he is told and the two old men go upstairs and take
care of their business.
As they are walking home the first man says, 'You know, I think my girl was
dead!'
'Dead?' says his friend, 'Why do you say that?' 'Well, she never moved or
made a sound all the time I was loving her.'
His friend says, 'Could be worse I think mine was a witch.'
'A witch ?? why the hell would you say that?'
'Well, I was making love to her, kissing her on the neck, and I gave her a
little bite, then she f@rted and flew out the window..... took my bloody
teeth with her!'
