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 checks, 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 of 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 you neutered me."
>
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