Stanley, an 80-year-old man, is having his annual checkup. The doctor asks him how he’s feeling. “I’ve never been better,” he replies. “I’ve got a twenty-two-year-old bride who’s pregnant with my child! What do you think about that?” The doctor considers this for a moment, then says, “Well, let me tell you a story. I know a guy who’s an avid hunter. He never misses a season. But one day he’s in a bit of a hurry and he accidentally grabs his umbrella instead of his gun. So he’s walking in the woods near a creek and suddenly spots a beaver in some brush in front of him. He raises up his umbrella, points it at the beaver, and squeezes the handle… *BAM* The beaver drops dead in front of him.” “That’s impossible!” said the old man in disbelief, “Someone else must have shot that beaver.” “EXACTLY!”
