Luke's wife bought a new line of expensive cosmetics guaranteed to

make her look years younger.

After a lengthy sitting before the mirror applying the "miracle" products

she asked,

"Darling, honestly what age would you say I am?"


Looking over her carefully, Luke replied,

"Judging from your skin, twenty;

your hair, eighteen;

and your figure, twenty-five."

"Oh, you flatterer!" she gushed.


"Hey, wait a minute!"

Luke interrupted. "I haven't added them up yet."


hank