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An elderly couple was
sitting on there rocking chairs rocking back and forth. When the woman
whacked her husband as hard as she could right off his chair. Surprised
and disorientated he said: "now why did you do that?" and she replied:
"That is for 50 years of horrible sex". So he sits back down and thinks
about it for a while, and pretty soon you hear another whack, this time
the wife falls off the chair and soon, gets back up and says "what was
that for?” He replied, "that is for knowing the difference."

Seems an elderly gentleman had serious hearing problems for a number
of years.
He went to the doctor and the doctor was able to have him fitted for a
set of hearing aids that allowed the gentleman to hear 100%. The elderly
gentleman went back in a month to the doctor and the doctor said, "Your
hearing is perfect. Your family must be really pleased you can hear
again."
To which the gentleman said, "Oh, I haven't told my family yet. I just
sit around and listen to the conversations. I've changed my will five
times!"

A rather old fashioned lady, always quite delicate and elegant,
especially in her language, was planning a weeks holiday in Sydney with
her husband, so she wrote to a particular camping ground and asked for a
reservation.
She wanted to make sure that the camping ground was fully equipped, but
didn't know quite how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just
couldn't bring herself
to write the word "toilet" in her letter.
After much thought, she finally came up with the old fashioned term
"Bathroom closet" but when she wrote it down, she still thought she was
being too forward, so she started all over again, rewrote the letter,
and referred to the bathroom closet as the B.C.
"Does the camping ground have it's own B.C." is what she wrote.
Well, the camping ground owner wasn't a bit old fashioned, and he just
couldn't figure out what the old lady was talking about, so he showed
the letter around a few of the campers and the only thing they could
come up with was that B.C. stood for Baptist Church, so he wrote the
following reply.
Dear Madam,
I regret very much the delay in answering your letter, but I now take
the pleasure of informing you that a B.C. is located nine miles north of
our camping ground, and is capable of seating 250 people at one time.
I admit that it is quite a distance away if you are in the habit of
going regularly but no doubt you will be pleased to know that a great
number of campers go there and many take their lunches along and make a
day of it. They usually arrive nice and early and stay quite late.
The last time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so
crowded we had to stand up the whole time we were there. It may interest
you to know that there is a special supper planned there to raise money
to buy more seats so that everyone will be able to sit in comfort.
I would like to say that it pains me very much not to be able to go more
regularly, but it is surely no lack of desire on my part, just that I am
so busy most of the time.
As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort to go, especially in
the cold weather. If you decide to come down to our camping ground
perhaps I could go with you the first time you go, sit with you and
introduce you to all the other folks.
Remember this is a very friendly community

Old Lady Driving on Highway Sitting on the side of the highway
waiting to catch speeding drivers, a State Police Officer sees a car
puttering along at 22 MPH. He thinks to himself, This driver is just as
dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver
over. Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies --
two in the front seat and three in the back -- wide eyed and white as
ghosts. The driver, obviously confused, says to him, Officer, I don't
understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the
problem?" Ma'am," the officer replies, you weren't speeding, but you
should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a
danger to other drivers." Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was
doing the speed limit exactly... Twenty-two miles an hour!" the old
woman says a bit proudly. The State Police officer, trying to contain a
chuckle explains to her that 22" was the route number, not the speed
limit. A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for
pointing out her error. But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask...
Is everyone in this car OK? These women seem awfully shaken and they
haven't muttered a single peep this whole time," the officer asks. Oh,
they'll be all right in a minute officer. We just got off Route 119."

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