A recently widowed senior citizen was sitting on the sands in
Miami Beach. She looked up when an elderly gentleman placed his blanket on
the sand nearby and began reading a book. Smiling,
she attempted to strike up a conversation with him.
“Good morning, Sir,” she began, “How are you this beautiful day?”
“Fine, thank you,” he responded, and turned back to his book.
“I love the beach, don’t you? Do you come here often?” she asked.
“This is the first time since my wife passed away last year,” he replied.
“Do you live around here?” she asked. “Yes,” he answered and continued to read.
She persisted. “Do you like pussycats?” With that, he threw his book down,
jumped off his blanket and onto hers, whipped off both their swimsuits
and proceeded to give her the ride of her life.When the sands
finally began to settle, she gasped and asked,
“How did you know that is what I wanted?”
To which he replied, “How did you know my name was Katz?”