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miw615 Apr 4, 2013

  1. miw615

    miw615 Member

    Yesterday my daughter again asked why I didn't do something useful with my time.
    Talking about my "doing something useful" seems to be her favourite topic of conversation of late.

    She was "only thinking of me" and suggested I go down to the senior center 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 told her that I had joined a parachute club. She said, "Are you nuts?
    You're almost 80 years old and you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"

    I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card. She said to me, "Good grief, where are your glasses!
    This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."

    "Oh, dear! I don't know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week." I told her.

    She fainted. :ermm:

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