Two young women were cruising the singles' bars, but were unsuccessful at
finding a man. Finally, at the last bar in town they spotted a single
fellow sitting at the bar.
One of the girls walked over to him. "You don't look very happy," she
said.
"I'm not. I've just spent fifteen years in prision."
"Fifteen years! What for?"
"I beat my wife unconscious with a baseball bat, then thre her into a wood
chooper."
Nodding, the girl looked back at her friend and yells, "He's single!"
What do husbands have in their pants that their wives
don't want on their faces?
Wrinkles.