Sunday, 9 November 2008

Growing old....

OLD IS WHEN: Your sweetie says, 'Let's go upstairs and make love,' and you answer, 'Pick one; I can't do both!'

OLD IS WHEN: Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot.

OLD IS WHEN: A sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker opens the garage door.

OLD IS WHEN: Going braless pulls all the wrinkles out of your face.

OLD IS WHEN: You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.

OLD IS WHEN: You're cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.

OLD IS WHEN: Getting a little action means you don't need to take any fiber today.

OLD IS WHEN: Getting lucky means you find your car in the parking lot.

OLD IS WHEN: An all nighter means not getting up to use the bathroom.

OLD IS WHEN: You're not sure these are jokes

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Don't talk bull Savant. I've been there done that and turning eighty next year I'm riding a 160k cycle race to celebrate it and intend to do it in under eight hours.

SAVANT said...

OK, well done. But can you go upstairs and then nail your missus? I think thats the key question.

SAVANT said...

OK, well done. But can you go upstairs and then nail your missus? I think thats the key question.

Anonymous said...

Well done grandpaw! Does your pacemaker open the garage door?