Monday, December 11, 2006

Old Age

A woman walked up to a little old man rocking in a chair on
his porch.
"I couldn't help noticing how happy you look," she
said. "What's your secret for a long happy life?"
"I smoke three packs of cigarettes a day," he said. "I also
drink a case of whiskey a week, eat fatty foods, and never
exercise!"
"That's amazing," the woman said. "How old are you?'
He thought for a moment, and replied, "Twenty-six."

4 comments:

morbid misanthrope said...

That's pretty funny. I live similarly and was once asked who was pharaoh when I was mummified. I must look great.

NewYorkMoments said...

I had a 97 year old uncle whose doctor told him he needed to stop smoking cigars & stop drinking whiskey. He listened to the doctor and dropped dead a week later.

badgerbob said...

Overindulgence and gluttony make a great tag-team.

Compoholics said...

O contraire... This helps me get through all the crap bad advice I get to get healthy... I will never get healthy again...