Got this email from a lady named Bev who went to Russia with us. She was always cracking us up with stuff like this:
Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: 'And what do you think is
 the best thing about being 104?' the reporter asked. She simply 
 replied, 'No peer pressure.'
 
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 The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own Easter eggs
 
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 I've sure gotten old! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip 
  
 replacement, new knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half 
 
 blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 
 
 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to 
 
 blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly 
  
  feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have 
  lost all my friends. But, thank God, I still have my driver's license.
 
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 I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my 
 doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I 
 decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, 
 gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But, by the 
 time I got my leotards on, the class was over.
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 An elderly woman decided to prepare her will and told her preacher she
 had two final requests. First, she wanted to be cremated, and second, 
 she wanted her ashes scattered over Wal-Mart.
 'Wal-Mart?' the preacher exclaimed. 'Why Wal-Mart?'
'Then I'll be sure my daughters visit me twice a week.'
 
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My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as 
sharp as it used to be.
 
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Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.
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It's scary when you start making the same noises as your coffee maker.
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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.
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These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says, 'For fast 
relief.'
 
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Remember: You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow old 
because you stop laughing.
 
2 comments:
That's great. So sharing these at work tomorrow!
I loved this!
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