He... He... He...

[Crusty]

Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me, again, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time,
"like sitting around in the Garden bar and drinking Buds isn't a good thing."
She is "only thinking of me," she said, and suggested, I go down to the old folks Centre and hang out with the fellas. I sent her an e-mail telling her I had and that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club. She replied, "Are you nuts? You're 72 years-old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes? I told her that I even had a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her. Immediately, she telephoned me and yelled, "Good grief, Dad, where are your glasses?! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club." "Oh man, am I in trouble," I said, "I signed up for five jumps a week!" The line went dead. Life as a Senior Citizen isn't getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun to wind the kids up.

[sportsterpaul]

Thanks John, after my day today I needed some humor.

[DEEP DIVER]

I want to join

[BKB]

[spoon]

Great! I have a kid I like to wind up every now and then.

[ZTatZAU]

NOW THAT'S FUNNY!

And with four grown daughters, I can personally relate to the phone calls and to the enjoyment in "winding em' up!"

Thanks for sharing! ZT