Out On The Town

>Two old men decide they are close to their last days and decide to have a
  >last night on the town.
  >
  >After a few drinks they end up at the local brothel.  The madam takes one
  >look at the two old geezers and whispers to her manager "Go up to the first
  >two bedrooms and put an inflated doll in each bed".  These two are so old
  >and drunk and I am not wasting two of my girls on them.  They won't know
  >the difference.
  >
  >The manager does as he is told and the two old men go upstairs and take
  >care of their business.  As they are walking home the first man says "You
  >know, I think my girl was dead!"  "Dead?" says his friend, "Why do you say
  >that?"  "Well, she never moved or made a sound all the time I was loving
  >her."  His friend says "Could be worse.. I think mine was a witch."  "A
  >witch, why the hell would you say that?"  "Well, I was making love to her,
  >kissing her on the neck, and then I gave her a little bite on the
  >neck....then she farted and flew out the window