Three elderly women, recently transplanted from the Northeast to a Florida
retirement community, were getting acquainted at poolside. Inevitably, their
conversation turned to children.
"My son is the most successful doctor on Park Avenue," announced one.
Not to be outdone, the second remarked, "My son is the most successful
lawyer on Wall Street."
The third remained conspicuously silent. Sensing easier game, the first
matron inquired, "And you, dear, do you have a son?"
"And is he a professional?" demanded the second.
"Well, not exactly," answered the third. "Actually, he's a plumber. And not
only that, he's gay."
Beaming, one of the poor woman's interrogators offered consolation: "Ah,
he's not doing so well."
This time it was the third woman who smiled. "He's not doing too badly," she
explained. "He goes out with the most successful doctor on Park Avenue and the
most successful lawyer on Wall Street."
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he would just love to yank you out of the car, right through the
window, and smash your face into the front fender?...
