One day, while going to the shop, I passed by a retirement village. On the front lawn were six old ladies, lying naked on the grass.
I thought this was a bit unusual, but continued on my way.
On my return trip, I passed the same retirement village with the same six old ladies lying naked on the lawn.
This time my curiosity got the better of me and I went inside to talk to the retirement village Administrator, and asked her Do you know there are six ladies lying naked on your front lawn?
"Yes," she said, "aren't they darlings? They're retired prostitutes - they're having a garage sale".
Cashmere Cruisers said
02:41 PM May 30, 2011
I love your sense of humour 'Granny", keep them coming.
Cheers,
Greg.
goinsoon said
06:22 PM May 30, 2011
The Cat in the Hat on aging: I cannot see, I cannot pee. I cannot chew, I cannot screw. Oh, my God, what can I do? My memory shrinks, my hearing stinks. No sense of smell, I look like hell. My mood is bad--can you tell? My body's drooping, have trouble pooping. The golden years have come at last. The golden years can kiss my ass!
Cruising Granny said
03:49 PM May 31, 2011
That's what I reckon Goingsoon. Age is just a number, and I refuse to get old. Behind this 60 year old face is a 35 year old brain.
goinsoon said
03:52 PM May 31, 2011
Cruising Granny wrote:
That's what I reckon Goingsoon. Age is just a number, and I refuse to get old. Behind this 60 year old face is a 35 year old brain.
I just wish that at the bottom of this 66 year old torso there was a 36 year old willie instead of the wrinklie that I seem to have aquired somehow
I thought this was a bit unusual, but continued on my way.
On my return trip, I passed the same retirement village with the same six old ladies lying naked on the lawn.
This time my curiosity got the better of me and I went inside to talk to the retirement village Administrator, and asked her
Do you know there are six ladies lying naked on your front lawn?
"Yes," she said, "aren't they darlings? They're retired prostitutes - they're having a garage sale".
I love your sense of humour 'Granny", keep them coming.
Cheers,
Greg.
The Cat in the Hat on aging: I cannot see, I cannot pee. I cannot chew, I cannot screw. Oh, my God, what can I do? My memory shrinks, my hearing stinks. No sense of smell, I look like hell. My mood is bad--can you tell? My body's drooping, have trouble pooping. The golden years have come at last. The golden years can kiss my ass!
Behind this 60 year old face is a 35 year old brain.
I just wish that at the bottom of this 66 year old torso there was a 36 year old willie instead of the wrinklie that I seem to have aquired somehow
Guess we all have our crosses to bear Grannie