A rich, lonely widow decided that she needed a man in her life again, so she placed a personal ad that read:
RICH WIDOW SEEKS MAN TO SHARE LIFE AND FORTUNE. NEEDS TO HAVE THESE QUALIFICATIONS:
- WON’T BEAT ME UP
- WON’T RUN AWAY
- HAS TO BE GREAT IN BED
For several months, her phone rang off the hook, her doorbell rang constantly, and her mailbox was stuffed — but all to no avail. None seemed to match her qualifications.
One day, the doorbell rang yet again. She opened the door to find a man with no arms and no legs lying on the welcome mat.
“Who are you?” she asked, perplexed. “What do you want?”
“Hi!” he said. “Your search is over, because I’m the man of your dreams. I’ve got no arms, so I can’t beat you up, and no legs, so I can’t run away.”
“Well, then,” she said, “what makes you think you’re so great in bed?”
To which he replied, “Well, I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?”