An old fella was celebrating 92 years on this earth.He spoke to his toes. "Hello toes.", he said. "How are you? You know, you are 92 today. Oh the times we've had! Remember how we walked on the park in the summer every Sunday afternoon. The times we waltzed on the dance floor? Happy Birthday toes!"
"Hello, knees.", he continued. "How are you? You know you're 92 today. Oh, the times we've had! Remember when we marched in the parade? Oh, the hurdles we've jumped together. Happy Birthday, knees."
Then, he looked down at his crotch. "Hello Willie! You little bugger.
Just think. If you were alive today, you'd be 92.
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Thank you. I needed that.
That is funny. ('Cause it's true.)
I will be happy if anything works if I make it to 92.
An audible guffaw.... I just hope to make it to 92.
I guess women don't have to worry about performance as much as men; libido and crazy hormone activity is more of a concern.
kk...what about Hugh Heffner? He has got to do something to keep the young pups happy.
I read that he eats Viagra and readily admits it. He is very grateful for it.
What about those young twins and other women who shack up with him? Gold diggers!
Good ole Hugh, whenever I hear his name I picture him wearing a robe, smoking a pipe, holding a drink and two lovely ladys on his sides.
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