"The old woman" joke

Defense Attorney:
What is your age?
Little Old Woman:
I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney:
On the first day of April last year, will you tell us, in your own words, what happened to you?
Little Old Woman:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
Defense Attorney:
Did you know him?
Little Old Woman:
No, but he sure was friendly.
Defense Attorney:
What happened after he sat down beside you?
Little Old Woman:
He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him?
Little Old Woman:
No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney:
Why not?
Little Old Woman:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abner passed away some 30 years ago.
Defense Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Woman:
He began to rub my breasts.
Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him then?
Little Old Woman:
No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney:
Why not?
Little Old Woman:
Why, Your Honor, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Woman:
Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just spread my legs and said to him, "Take me, young man, Take me!"
Defense Attorney:
Did he take you?
Little Old Woman:
Hell, no. He yelled, "April Fool!" and that's when I shot the son of a bitch!!!