GETTING OLD

Via The Feral Irishman

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LaGeR
LaGeR
January 13, 2018 8:33 am

Ahh, but with age comes wisdom and sharp wit sometimes.
On that note,

Two business men in the centre of Toronto were sitting down for a break,
in their soon-to-be new shop.
As yet, the shop wasn’t ready, with only a few shelves set up.
One said to the other, “I bet any minute now some pensioner is going to walk by, put their face to the window, and ask what we’re selling.”

No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious old man walked to the window, had a peek, poked his head through the door, and in a soft voice asked,
“What are you selling here?”

One of the men replied sarcastically,
“We’re selling ass-holes.”

Without skipping a beat, the old timer said,
“Must be doing well… Only two left.”

Not Sure
Not Sure
January 13, 2018 9:30 am

I’m a sucker for good jokes and this morning has been great! I can’t tell ‘em but can sure LOL when I here’s ‘em. Thanks!

EL Coyote
EL Coyote
January 13, 2018 12:02 pm

It’s “heres ‘em”, moran. Theres no apostrophe.

Anonymous
Anonymous
  EL Coyote
January 13, 2018 1:12 pm

Grammar & punctuation cops…their vigilance ought to be admired from afar. Even though some who dig it can muck up placement of an apostrophe, a word, or its proper usage from T2T.
Good writers strive to hone.
( No offense, to the wise older mucker with the piglet in boots avatar.)
Great selection too, El, on the Dan tune. ‘Tis a good one.

Not Sure
Not Sure
  EL Coyote
January 13, 2018 3:38 pm

Thanks!

MMinLamesa
MMinLamesa
January 14, 2018 5:24 am

What I’ve noticed about getting into my mid 60s is how I just can’t put in the 12-16 hours day in and day out anymore in my studio. I might get in one here or there but I will sleep for 10 hours that night.

here’s one I like

Curious when I found two black-and-white negatives in a drawer, I had them made into prints. I was pleasantly surprised to see they were of a younger, slimmer me taken on one of my first dates with my husband.

When I showed him the photographs, his face lit up. “Wow! It’s my old Plymouth.”