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Post by Johnny on Feb 2, 2005 17:46:23 GMT -2
An old fellow was celebrating 92 years on this earth. First, he addressed his toes. "Hello, toes!" he said, "How are you, toes? You know, you are 92 today. Oh, the times we've had! Remember we walked in the park every summer Sunday afternoon. The times we waltzed on the dance floor? Happy birthday, toes!" "Hello, knees," he continued. "How are you, knees? 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. If you were alive today, you'd be 92." Cheers Johnny
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Post by Heelandcoo on Feb 15, 2005 9:27:48 GMT -2
och...........pair wee wullie......he's deed is that cuz he's undur paid..an ower wurked?
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