Reminds Me of Unc
 

The banker saw his old friend Unc, an eighty-year old rancher, in town.
Unc had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that he was marrying a 'mail order' bride.
Being a good friend, the banker asked Unc if the rumor was true.
Unc assured him that it was. The banker then asked Unc the age of his new bride to be.
Unc proudly said, 'She'll be twenty-one in November.'
Now the banker, being the wise man that he was, could see that the sexual appetite of a young woman could not be satisfied by an eighty-year- old man.
Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker tactfully suggested that Unc should consider getting a hired hand to help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own course.
Unc thought this was a good idea and said he would look for one that afternoon.
About four months later, the banker ran into Unc in town again.
'How's the new wife?', asked the banker.
Unc proudly said, 'Good - she's pregnant.'
The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out, continued, 'And how's the hired hand?'
Unc said, 'She's pregnant too.'

Don't ever underestimate old guys.

Unc

You are the man.

Hee, hee, heeeee ... may be snow on the roof, but there's fire in the furnace

I hope Unc reads it and gets a kick out of it too.

Hey Unc ............ how ya be man?