A lonely widow, aged 70, decided that it was time to get married again. She decided to put an ad in the local paper that read: HUSBAND WANTED, must be in my age group, must not beat me, must not run around on me, and must still be good in bed! All applicants apply in person.
On the second day, she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray haired man sitting in a wheelchair. He had no arms or legs. The woman said: "You're not really asking me to consider you, are you? Just look at you...you have no legs!"
The old man smiled, "Therefore I cannot run around on you!"
She snorted: "You don't have any hands either!"
Again, the old man smiled, "Nor can I beat you!"
She raised an eyebrow and gazed intently: "Are you still good in bed?"
With that, the old gentleman beamed a broad smile: "I rang the doorbell didn't I?"