posted 02-06-2006 11:41 AM         

At the Beach

Goldie, a recently widowed Jewish lady, was
sitting on a Florida beach near Miami. She
looked up and noticed that an elderly
gentleman had walked up, placed his blanket
on the sand nearby and began reading a book.

Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation
with him. "Hello, sir, how are you?"

"Fine, thank you," he responded,
and turned back to his book.

"I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked.

"First time since my wife passed away last year," he replied.

"Do you live around here?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered, continuing to read.

Goldie persisted. "Do you like *****cats?"

With that, he threw his book down, jumped
off his blanket onto hers, tore off both their
swimsuits, and gave her the most passionate
ride of her life!

As the cloud of sand began to settle, Goldie
gasped and asked the man, "How did you know
that was what I wanted?"

The man replied,
"How did you know my name was Katz?"

Subject: At the Beach

At the Beach

Goldie, a recently widowed Jewish lady, was
sitting on a Florida beach near Miami. She
looked up and noticed that an elderly
gentleman had walked up, placed his blanket
on the sand nearby and began reading a book.

Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation
with him. "Hello, sir, how are you?"

"Fine, thank you," he responded,
and turned back to his book.

"I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked.

"First time since my wife passed away last year," he replied.

"Do you live around here?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered, continuing to read.

Goldie persisted. "Do you like *****cats?"

With that, he threw his book down, jumped
off his blanket onto hers, tore off both their
swimsuits, and gave her the most passionate
ride of her life!

As the cloud of sand began to settle, Goldie
gasped and asked the man, "How did you know
that was what I wanted?"

The man replied,
"How did you know my name was Katz?"