The Wealthy Old Man Wants A Grandchild So Bad.
The wealthy old man looked around the table at his sons and daughters and their spouses gathered for a family reunion.
“Not a single grandchild,” he said with a sigh.
“Why, I’ll give a million dollars to the first kid who presents me with a little one to bounce on my knee. Now, let’s say grace.”
“When the old man lifted his eyes again, his wife was the only other person at the table.”