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“Give me a double bourbon,” Marvin said noticing the young, athletic looking bartender.
“I swear I must be the only single man under 80 on this cruise ship,” Marvin said clutching his drink. “All the damn widows are after me.”
“After you?” the barman said.
“These old biddies are hot for a man. Imagine an elderly lady grabbing your butt. I’ve tried everything to keep them at bay. They won’t leave me alone.”
“Why not tell them you’re gay,” the barman offered.
“Honey, I already tried that. It doesn’t work either,” he said placing a hand on the bartender’s arm.