I got together with Boxer Girl and Canned Ham for lunch and a few glasses of champagne. The Ham was complaining that at her slightly advanced years, eligible suitors were hard to come by.
"The only men interested in me are at least sixty. I don't want to be a nursemaid!"
"Ham," said BG, "they're not all in nappies at that age."
No. But I bet a lot of them want to be.