Arthur was 80 when he married a beautiful 25-year-old woman. The next morning, his best friend was shocked to see him looking energetic at the breakfast buffet. “How did you make it through the night?” he asked. Arthur smiled and said, “At our age, you don’t compete with youth—you let nature take its course.” Then he added one sentence that nearly made his friend spit out his coffee.
Arthur was eighty years old when he married a beautiful twenty-five-year-old woman. Nobody understood it. Not his friends. Not his neighbors. Not even the hotel staff. But Arthur didn’t care. …
Arthur was 80 when he married a beautiful 25-year-old woman. The next morning, his best friend was shocked to see him looking energetic at the breakfast buffet. “How did you make it through the night?” he asked. Arthur smiled and said, “At our age, you don’t compete with youth—you let nature take its course.” Then he added one sentence that nearly made his friend spit out his coffee. Read More
