A GROUP OF GUYS, all turning 40, discussed where they should meet for lunch.
Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in
Uxbridge because the waitresses had big breasts and wore mini-skirts.Ten years later, at age 50, the friends once again discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet
at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the waitresses were attractive.
The food and service was good and the beer selection was excellent.Ten years later, at age 60, the friends again discussed where they
should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at
Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because there was plenty of parking, they
could dine in peace and quiet with no loud music, and it was goodvalue for money.Ten years later, at age 70, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch.
Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the restaurant was wheelchair accessible and had a toilet for the disabled.Ten years later, at age 80, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at
Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because they had never been there before.
Seniors at the Coffee Shop
A group of seniors were sitting around at the Coffee Club talking about all their ailments.
“My arms have gotten so weak I can hardly lift this cup of coffee,” said one.
“Yes, I know,” said another. “My cataracts are so bad, I can’t even see my coffee.”
“I couldn’t even mark an “X” at election time because my hands are so crippled,” volunteered a third.
“What? Speak up! What? I can’t hear you,” said one elderly lady.
“I can’t turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck,” said one, to which several nodded weakly in
“My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy!” exclaimed another. “I forget where I am, and where I’m going,” said another.
“I guess that’s the price we pay for getting old,” winced an old man as he slowly shook his head.
The others nodded in agreement.
“Well, count your blessings,” said a woman cheerfully …..
“Thank God we can all still drive. !!!”
| A fun readI have been in many places, but I’ve never been in Kahoots.|
Apparently, you can’t go alone. You have to be in Kahoots with someone.I’ve also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there.I have, however, been in Sane. They don’t have an airport; you have to be driven there.
I have made several trips there, thanks to my children, friends, family and work.I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I’m not too much on physical activity anymore.I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go, and I try not to visit there too often.I’ve been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm.Sometimes I’m in Capable, and I go there more often as I’m getting older.One of my favourite places to be is in Suspense!
It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!I may have been in Continent, but I don’t remember what country I was in.
It’s an age thing. They tell me it is very wet and damp there.PLEASE DO YOUR PART!
You can do your bit by remembering to send this e-mail to at least one unstable person.
My job is done! Life is too short for negative drama and petty things.
So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!
From one unstable person to another.
I hope everyone is happy in your head – we’re all doing pretty well in mine!
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird’s chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and sadly said, “I’m sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away.” The distressed woman wailed, “Are you sure?””Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead,” replied the vet.. “How can you be so sure?” she protested. “I mean you haven’t done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something.” The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the duck’s owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head. The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few minutes later he returned with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and also delicately sniffed the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room. The vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck.” The vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman..The duck’s owner, still in shock, took the bill. “$150!” she cried, “$150 just to tell me my duck is dead!”The vet shrugged, “I’m sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it’s now $150.”
Click to find out – How old is grandma
|Grins and SniggersI was in the six item express lane at the store quietly fuming.Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries. Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward looked into the cart and asked sweetly, “So which six items would you like to buy?”(Wouldn’t it be great if that happened more often?)|
————————————————————Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbour and his wife were told there would be a 45 minute wait for a table.“Young man, we’re both 90 years old,” the husband said. “We may not have 45 minutes.”They were seated immediately.
——————————————————The reason Politicians try so hard to get re-elected is that they would “hate” to have to make a living under the laws they have just passed.——————————————————All eyes were on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle. They reached the altar and the waiting groom. The bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand.The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly.As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit card.
——————————————————Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
——————————————————Three friends from the local congregation were asked, “When you’re in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?”Artie said, “I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man.”Eugene commented, “I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people’s lives..”Al said, “I’d like them to say, ‘Look, he’s moving!'”
————————————————————Smith climbs to the top of Mt. Sinai to get close enough to talk to God.Looking up, he asks the Lord. “God, what does a million years mean to you?”The Lord replies, “A minute.”Smith asks, “And what does a million dollars mean to you?”The Lord replies, “A penny.”Smith asks, “Can I have a penny?”The Lord replies, “In a minute.”
————————————————-John was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully, “Give me one last request, dear,” he said.“Of course, John,” his wife said softly.“Six months after I die,” John said, “I want you to marry Bob.”“But I thought you hated Bob,” she said..With his last breath John said, “I do!”
————————————–A man goes to see the Rabbi. “Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I have to talk to you about it.”The Rabbi asked, “What’s wrong?”The man replied, “My wife is going to poison me.”The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks, “How can that be?”The man then pleads, “I’m telling you, I’m certain she’s going to poison me. What should I do?”The Rabbi then offers, “Tell you what. Let me talk to her, I’ll see what I can find out and I’ll let you know.”A week later the Rabbi calls the man.He says, “I spoke to your wife on the phone for three hours. You want my advice?”The man said, “Yes” and the Rabbi replied, “Take the poison.”
I was always taught to respect my elders, but it keeps getting harder to find one.