> > >>Two elderly women were eating breakfast in a restaurant one morning. > >>Ethel > >>noticed something funny about Mabel's ear and she said, '"Mabel, do you > >>know you've got a suppository in your left ear?" Mabel answered, "I have a > >>suppository in my ear?" She pulled it out and stared at it. > >>Then she said, "Ethel, I'm glad you saw this thing. Now I think I know > >>where to find my hearing aid." > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>When the husband finally died his wife put the usual death notice in the > >>paper, but added that he died of gonorrhea. > >>No sooner were the papers delivered when a friend of the family phoned and > >>complained bitterly, "You know very well that he died of diarrhea, not > >>gonorrhea." Replied the widow, "I nursed him night and day so of course I > >>know he died of diarrhea, but I thought it would be better for posterity > >>to remember him as a great lover rather than the big shit he always was." > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>An elderly couple were on a cruise and it was really stormy. They were > >>standing on the back of the boat watching the moon, when a wave came up > >>and washed the old woman overboard. They searched for days and couldn't > >>find her, so the captain sent the old man back to shore with the promise > >>that he would notify him as soon as they found something. Three weeks went > >>by and finally the old man got a fax from the boat. It read: "Sir, sorry > >>to inform you, we found your wife dead at the bottom of the ocean. We > >>hauled her up to the deck and attached to her > >>butt was an oyster and in it was a pearl worth $50,000 . please advise." > >>The old man faxed back: "Send me the pearl and re-bait the trap." > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>A funeral service is being held for a woman who has just passed away. At > >>the end of the service, the pall bearers are carrying the casket out when > >>they accidentally bump into a wall, jarring the casket. They hear a faint > >>moan. They open the casket and find that the woman is actually alive! > >>She lives for ten more years, and then dies. Once again, a ceremony is > >>held, and at the end of it, the pall bearers are again carrying out the > >>casket. As they carry the casket towards the door, the husband cries out, > >>"Watch that wall!" > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady sitting on a park bench > >>sobbing her eyes out. I stopped and asked her what was wrong. She said, "I > >>have a 22 year old husband at home. He makes love to me every morning and > >>then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly > >>ground coffee." > >>I said, "Well, then why are you crying?" She said, "He makes me homemade > >>soup for lunch and my favorite brownies and then makes love to me for half > >>the afternoon. > >> > >>I said, "Well, why are you crying?" She said, "For dinner he makes me a > >>gourmet meal with wine and my favorite dessert and then makes love to me > >>until 2:00 a.m." I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?" > >>She said, "I can't remember where I live!" > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>Two elderly ladies had been friends for many decades. Over the years they > >>had shared all kinds of activities and adventures. Lately, their > >>activities had been limited to meeting a few times a week to play cards. > >> > >>One day they were playing cards when one looked at the other and said, > >>"Now don't get mad at me....I know we've been friends for a long > >>time.....but I just can't think of your name! I've thought and thought, > >>but I can't remember it. Please tell me what your name is." Her friend > >>glared at her. For at least three minutes she just stared and glared at > >>her. Finally she said, "How soon do you need to know?" > >> > >> > >> > >>THE SENILITY PRAYER > >>Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway, > >>the good fortune to run into the ones I do, > >>and the eyesight to tell the difference. > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>Now, I think you're supposed to send this to 5 or 6, maybe 10. > >>oh hell, send it to a bunch of your friends if you can remember who they > >>are. Then something is supposed to happen . . . . I think. > >