
An old man was on the operating table awaiting surgery, and he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation.
As he was about to get the anaesthesia, he asked to speak to his son.'
As he was about to get the anaesthesia, he asked to speak to his son.'
'Yes,
Dad, what is it?' 'Don't be nervous, son; do your best and just
remember, if doesn't go well, if something happens to me, your mother is
going to come and live with you and your wife. Forever.'
Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me! I want people to know why I look this way. I have travelled a long way and on the roads weren't even paved.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.
You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change
from being young.
Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper.
Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft, today it's called ... Golf.
** Your Wife & My Wife ~
Two old guys are pushing their carts around Wal-Mart when they collided. The first old guy says to the second guy,
'Sorry about that. I am looking for my wife, and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.'
The second old guy says,
'That's okay, it's a coincidence. I am looking for my wife, too. I can't find her and I'm getting a little desperate.'
The first old guy says, 'Well, maybe we can help each other to spot them. What does she look like?'
'Well,
she is 27 years old, tall, with red hair, blue eyes, long legs, good
figure, and is wearing short shorts. What does your wife look like?'
To which the first old guy says,
'Doesn't matter, let's look for yours.'
Lord, Keep Your arm around my shoulder, and, your hand over my mouth!
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