Update on Cinderella
 

Cinderella is now 95 years old.

After a fulfilling life with the now dead prince, she happily sits upon her
rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat
named Bob for companionship.

One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy godmother.

Cinderella said, "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these
years"?

The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life
since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?"

Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful
consideration, she uttered her first wish:

"The prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor. I'm living hand to
mouth on my disability cheques, and I wish I were wealthy beyond
comprehension. Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold.

Cinderella said, "Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother"

The fairy godmother replied, "It is the least that I can do. What do you
want for your second wish?"

Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, "I wish I were young
and full of the beauty and youth I once had."

At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage returned.
Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years.

And then the fairy godmother spoke once more:

"You have one more wish; what shall it be?"

Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, "I wish
for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind and handsome young man"

Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his biological
make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man so beautiful the likes
of him neither she nor the world had ever seen.

The fairy godmother said, "Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new
life."

With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy godmother was
gone as suddenly as she appeared.

For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each other's eyes.

Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly
perfect man she had ever seen.

Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking
chair, & held her close in his young muscular arms.

He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he
whispered... "Bet you're sorry now that you cut my nuts off"

Bahahaha!!! What a great ending! Did not see that coming.

Excellent ending, Great find!

Good job. That snuck up on me. Thanks

But he has the necessary equipment (penis), right?

No need for contraception back in the 19th century, so it's a win-win, no?

The cat gets to shag the old hag.

Hmm, well if we're going to get all logical- I'm not sleeping with anyone who had my nuts cut off regardless of whether my "equipment" worked or not.

Ah, ha. I must have found it funnier the first time I heard it, and that was probably the reason why. Thanks for helping me remember the punchline. I suppose I decided to take a closer look this time, in a manner more optimistic yet less raucously-hilarious. Not sure why, though. :|

Funny joke! Thanks!