Once there were 3 13-year-old triplet sisters that lived in the hills with their widower daddy. They decided that they wanted to go out on a date. The old man said no way but the girls worked him down until he said, O.K. but on one condition, these young men need to come up on the porch + meet me before I'll let you go. Fair enough. Here comes the big night + papa is sitting on the porch in his rocker with a 12 G. S/S in his lap. The 1st kid shows up in this old jalopy + says "Hi, my names Joe + I came to take Flo to the show, can Flo go?" The old man thinks that this kid is dumber than dirt but harmless enough + says go on. The 2nd kid shows up in an old pick up truck + says, "Hi I'm Eddie + I've come to get Betty so we can go steady, Is Betty ready?" The old man thinks that this one is even dumber than the last but O.K. Directly the 3rd young man pulls up in a red Corvette, jumps out + says "Hey old timer, my names Chuck!" So the old man shot him.

Sorry about the redundancy of the 3 triplets. Actually, my ex-mother in law (God Bless Her) told me that joke.

She was the one that also told me the one about the newlyweds that didn't know the difference between vasaline + putty........their windows fell out. She was a sweet Lady, not like her daughter. I do miss her. She came to live with me before she passed.