Old Farmer Bob

Mark, The banker, saw his long time client and friend Bob, an eighty-year old rancher, in town.

Bob had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that he was marrying a 'mail order' bride. Being a good friend, the banker asked Bob if the rumor was true. Bob assured him that it was.

The banker then asked Bob the age of his new bride to be.
 
Bob proudly said, 'She'll be twenty-one in November.'

 
Now the banker, being the wise man that he was, could see that the sexual appetite of a young woman could not be satisfied by an eighty-year- old man.
 
Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker tactfully suggested that Bob should consider getting a hired hand to help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own course.  Bob thought this was a good idea and said he would look for one that afternoon.

 
About four months later, the banker ran into Bob in town again. 'How's the new wife?', asked the banker.
 
Bob proudly said, 'Good - she's pregnant.'
 
The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out, continued, 'And how's the hired hand?'
 
 
Bob said, 'She's pregnant too.'
 
Never underestimate old guys.