Harvey and Gladys are getting ready for bed. Gladys is
standing in front of her full-length mirror, taking a long,
hard look at herself.
“You know, Harvey,” she comments. “I stare into this
mirror and I see an ancient creature. My face is all
wrinkled, my upper body sags so much that it dangles
to my waist, my arms and legs are as flabby as popped
balloons, and my behind looks like a sad, deflated version
of the Hindenberg!”
She turns to face her husband and says, “Dear, please
tell me just one positive thing about my body so I can
feel better about myself.”
Harvey studies Gladys critically for a moment and then
says in a soft, thoughtful voice, “Well…you’ve got
good eyesight.”
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