My wife returned from a day's shopping for cosmetics, and that sort of stuff, in the hope that some of it will make her look younger.
After a hard day shopping, she still found time, quite a lot of time in fact, to sit at the mirror applying these "miracle" products. Later that night she asked me my opinion. Darling, honestly, if you didn't know me, what age would you say I am?"
Looking over her carefully, I pondered.
Well, Judging from your skin, twenty, and your hair, probably eighteen and your figure - twenty five."
"Oh, you're just saying that to be nice. Be serious." she gushed.
"I am being serious dear", I said, "but I haven't added them up yet!"
