Everyone was surprised when Old John, a long-time widower well into his nineties, married a beautiful and sexy eighteen-year-old girl. More than a few of his friends were smirking at the idea. One even dared ask him how the wedding night went.
"Well," he said, "on the wedding night two of my sons carried me in to the bedroom and lifted me onto the bed. Then they went out and closed the door. Next morning, six of my sons came in and lifted me off the bed."
"Six of them?" asked the friend.
Old John gave a wink and said, "Well, I was fightin' them."