Three old ladies named Mable, Gertrude and Lavinia were sitting on a park bench having a quiet conversation, when a flasher approached from across the park. The flasher came up to the ladies, stood right in front of them and opened his trench coat. Mable immediately had a stroke. Then Gertrude also had a stroke. But Lavinia, being the oldest and more feeble, couldn't reach that far. Bless her heart.