An old lady is rocking away the last of her days on her front porch,
reflecting on her long life. All of a sudden a fairy godmother appears
in front of her and informs her that she will be granted three wishes.
“Well, now.” says the old lady “I guess I would like to be really rich.”
*POOF* her rocking chair turns to solid gold.
“And, gee, I guess I wouldn’t mind being a young, beautiful princess.”
*POOF* she turns into a beautiful young woman.
“Your third wish?” asks the fairy godmother.
Just then the old woman’s cat wanders across the porch in front of them.
“Ooh-can you change him into a handsome prince?” she asks.
*POOF* there before her stands a young man more handsome than anyone
could possibly inagine.
She stares at him, smitten.
With a smile that makes her knees weak he saunters across the porch and
whispers in her ear “Bet you’re sorry you had me neutered.”