The son asks his dad,
“Dad,” he said thoughtfully, “what can I do if I want to live forever?”
The father turned to his son with a half-smile that spoke more than words ever could.
“All you have to do,” he said, “is get married.”
The boy blinked, clearly not expecting that answer. He sat up straighter, curiosity piqued.
“Really?” he asked, eyes wide. “Marriage makes you live forever?”
His father leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees with a long, slow breath. There was something amused in his eyes, but also something knowing—something tired.
“No,” he said, his voice quiet but edged with wry humor. “But the wish to live forever… that dies.”
A couple had been married for 35 years, and the pair was also celebrating their 60th birthdays.
During the celebration, a fairy godmother appeared and said that because they had been such a loving couple all those years, she would grant them each one wish.
The wife said she wanted to travel around the world. The fairy godmother waved her magic wand and boom. The wife had the tickets in her hand.
Then it was the husband’s turn. He paused for a moment, then said boldly, “Well, I’d like to have a wife 30 years younger than I.”
The fairy godmother picked up her wand and boom. He was now 90.
In a fancy Paris restaurant, there is a magical wish-granting mirror.
But it only grants wishes if you tell the truth if you lie, you disappear.
One day, a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead enter the restaurant and decide to try out the mirror.
The brunette goes first. “I think I’m the smartest woman on earth.” “POOF!” She disappears.
The redhead goes up to try. “I think I’m the prettiest woman on earth.” “POOF!” She disappears.
The blonde goes up. “I think…”
“POOF!”
