"But sir, we got a complaint about this house."
"Yes, because Judy is just upset I won't go out with her."
We went next door to talk to "Judy" and what we found was normal, so we left the case alone.
The next day we got another call, from said Judy. We ignored it until we heard the butt-dialing of her conversation on her home phone, no Jimmy they don't suspect a thing, they don't know where married so I think it is legal for me to have them come over to my house. Your the best husband ever to let me check out the young fellows." We then a muffled reply on the phone, "I'm just glad you let me sleep in my own house, young girls come in and take care of me all the time!"
This was such a peculiar conversation that I couldn't help but go over and talk to this couple again. Their explanation was that, after they die they have to live next to each other in their graves, so why waste time looking at young cuties instead of looking at their wrinkles.
A couple of weeks later Judy called me again, "Jimmy is dead, one of the young chicks from the funeral came in and took him in, I knew they just wanted his body!"