An elderly couple, George and Mabel, had been married for over 60 years

An elderly couple, George and Mabel, had been married for over 60 years.
They’d been through wars, recessions, disco, and dial-up internet together.

Still madly in love—but in that grumbly, sarcastic way only old folks can pull off.

One sunny afternoon, they were out for a walk in the park. George was using his trusty cane, and Mabel had her big straw hat with a flower that looked like it’d been alive in the 80s.

As they passed a strange, mossy tree, something shiny caught George’s eye. He bent down (very slowly) and picked up what looked like an old lamp.

George: “Look at this, Mabel! It’s one of those genie things. I saw it on TV once.”

Mabel: “You’re gonna hurt your back playing Aladdin, George. Put that dirty thing down.”

But George, being stubborn, rubbed it anyway.

POOF! A genie burst out, swirling in smoke and sparkles. The old couple jumped back—George nearly fell, and Mabel swatted at the air with her handbag.

The genie stretched and yawned. “Whew! I’ve been in there since 1876. Okay, the rules are simple. I give each of you one wish. Only one. No funny business.”

George’s eyes lit up. “I wish… I wish we were on a tropical island with drinks in coconuts and no kids, no noise, no bills—just peace.”

POOF! Suddenly, they were on a beach. George was in a Hawaiian shirt two sizes too big, and Mabel had a flower in her hair, looking more confused than ever.

The genie turned to Mabel. “Your turn, dear.”

Mabel thought for a moment, then gave George a long side-eye.

Mabel: “I wish… that George were 30 years younger than me.”

George blinked. “Wait, wha—?”

POOF!

And just like that… George was a 98-year-old man.

Mabel cackled. “Finally! Now I can go dancing without you complaining about your knees!”

George sat in the sand, holding his cane and muttering, “This is why I never let her choose the movies.”

The genie disappeared, chuckling to himself, leaving behind two coconut drinks and one very salty old man.