Two old men

[Alsatian]

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, I'm 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 would you say that?"
"Well, she never moved or made a sound all the time I was loving
her."
His friend says, "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 I
gave her a little bite, then she farted and flew out the window."