Wanted: A good lover to be my friend; who won't beat me and won't run out on me.
After a week or so no one has responded to the ad. She is feeling particularly depressed when the door bell rings.
She opens the door to find a man with no arms and no legs lying on the front porch. Quite surprised at the sight she asks him what he wants.
He replies, "I'm responding to your ad for a good lover."
"How can that be? You have no arms and no legs!"
"I have no arms so I can't beat you and I have no legs so I can't run out on you!" he said.
"What about being a good lover?" she asked.
He responded, "I rang the doorbell didn't I?"
And the Webite That Started It All
