Goldie, a recently widowed lady, was sitting on a Florida beach near
> Venice. She looked up and noticed that an elderly gentleman had
> walked up, placed his blanket on the sand nearby, and began reading
> a book. Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him.
"Hello
> sir,"
> she began. "How are you today?"
> "Fine, thank you," he responded, and turned back to his book.
> "I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked.
> "First time since my wife passed away last year," he replied.
> "Do you live around here?" she asked.
> "Yes," he answered, continuing to read.
> Goldie persisted. "Do you like pussy cats?"
>  With that, he threw his book down, jumped off his blanket  onto hers
whipped
> off both their swimsuits, and gave her the
> most passionate ride of her life.
>  As the cloud of sand began to settle, Goldie gasped and asked the man,
"How
> did you know that is what I wanted?"
>  The man replied, "How did you know my name was Katz?"
>