John’s wife bought a new line of expensive cosmetics guaranteed to make her look years younger.
After a lengthy sitting before the mirror applying the “miracle” products she asked :
- Darling, honestly what age would you say I am ?
Looking over her carefully, Luke replied : - Judging from your skin, twenty; your hair, eighteen; and your figure, twenty-five.
- Oh, you flatterer! she gushed.
- Hey, wait a minute! John interrupted. I haven’t added them up yet.