Looking for a good man
A lady places a personal ad in the paper that reads, “Looking for a man who won’t beat me, won’t run out on me, and is good in bed.” Days later her doorbell rings, and she opens the door to find a man with no arms or legs.
“I’m here in response to your personal ad,” he says. “I don’t have arms, so I can’t beat you. And I don’t have legs, so I can’t run out on you.”
“But I need a good lover too,” she replies.
“I rang the doorbell, didn’t I?”
You can say what you want about the South, but you never hear of anyone retiring and moving north.