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    >Two elderly women were eating breakfast in a restaurant one morning.
    >Ethel noticed something funny about Mabel's ear and she said, '"Mabel, did
    >you know you've got a suppository in your left ear?" Mabel answered, "I
    >have a suppository?" 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 my hearing aid is."

    >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
    >"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 **** 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
    >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
    >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?"

    >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.
    Every great thing that has ever happened since the beginning of time has started as a single thought in someones mind.
    So if you are capable of thought then you are capable of great things
    Good luck and stay well.

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    Re: Getting Old

    One night a 87 yr old woman came home from Bingo to find her 92 yr old husband in bed with another woman. She became violent and ended up pushing him off the balcony of their 20th floor assisted living apartment...killing him instantly.

    Brought before the court on charge of murder. The judge asked her if she had anything to say in her defense. She began coolly, Yes, your honor, I figured that at 92, if he could have sex...he could fly