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Where are your glasses



Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me again asking why I didn't do something useful with my time.

Like sitting around the camp and drinking beer is not a good thing, I said.

Talking about my "doing something useful" seems to be her favourite topic of conversation.

She was "only thinking of me" she said, and suggested I go down to the senior centre and

hang out with the guys.

I did this and when I got home last night I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business.

I e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a parachute club. She replied, "Are you nuts? You are 70 years old,
and now you're going to start jumping out of aeroplanes again ?"

I told her that I even got a membership card and e-mailed a copy to her.

She immediately telephoned me, "Good grief, where are your glasses! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club,
not a Parachute Club."

"Oh man, I'm in trouble again; I really don't know what to do...I signed up for five jumps a week."

The line went quiet and herhusband picked up the phone and said that my daughter had fainted.



God I love being an old fart...

 



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