Your totally right there :o :
Senior citizens are constantly being criticized for every conceivable
deficiency of the modern world, real or imaginary. We know we take
responsibility for all we have done and do not blame others.
HOWEVER, upon reflection, we would like to point out that it was NOT the
senior citizens who took
The melody out of music,
The pride out of appearance,
The courtesy out of driving,
The romance out of love,
The commitment out of marriage,
The responsibility out of parenthood,
The togetherness out of the family,
The learning out of education,
The service out of patriotism,
The Golden Rule from rulers,
The nativity scene out of cities,
The civilityout of behavior,
The refinement out of language,
The dedication out of employment,
The prudence out of spending,
The ambition out of achievement or
God out of government and school.
And we certainly are NOT the ones who eliminated patience and tolerance
from personal relationships and interactions with others!!
And, we do understand the meaning of patriotism, and remember those who
have fought and died for our country.
Just look at the Seniors with tears in their eyes and pride in their
hearts as they stand at attention with their hand over their hearts!
YES, I’M A SENIOR CITIZEN!
I’m the life of the party… Even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I’m very good at opening childproof caps… With a hammer.
I’m awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I’m smiling all the time because I can’t hear a thing you’re saying.
I’m sure everything I can’t find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I’m wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that’s just my left leg.
I’m beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
Yes, I’m a SENIOR CITIZEN and I think I am having the time of my life!
(Thanks Avast for making sure I stay young a few more years.)
Hear, hear Bob. 
Remembering the good old days.
Almost there and having some symptoms already, but only some :D. and yes " aging is not for wimps ".
Hey Bob!
Where did you get all that stuff from? You’re A Senior Citizen and I’m behind you (or in front of you?)
Greetings.
HDW38
At my age, I’m very careful about who gets behind me… ;D
Wise spoken.
But (when I was born) I’m in front of you or what do you mean? ;D
Since you know my age and I don’t know yours, that’s something you’ll need to figure out. ;D
Tomorrow you can add 3 to your age. ;D :-X
Happy Birthday
T o m o r r o w!!! Thanks.
Speaking of birthdays and age, I got a rather harsh reminder today that I’m not getting any younger. According to IMDB, and probably verifiable elsewhere, Ann-Margret turned 71 today. Ouch!
And what’s the matter with 71 ???
Nothing really, other than a reminder that I’m creeping up on 70 myself and definitely mortal. Oh to be kids again, with no sense that anything could happen to us (and eventually definitely would, someday).
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THE MIRACLE OF TOILET PAPER
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling me it’s not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
‘If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds.’
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
‘How long will this take?’ I asked.
‘They will grow larger over a period of years,’ my husband replies.
I stopped. ‘Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?’
Without missing a beat he says, ‘Worked for your ass, didn’t it?’
He’s still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again.
Although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.
Stupid, stupid man.
Sorry but you seem to forget there are young people that visit this forum… 
??? this is not the 18th century Bob and I really dont see any problems with it, ass and breasts are pretty timid imo and most children hear far worse than that from there own parents or kids at school, technically speaking an “ass” is a cross between a horse and a donkey so there’s some educational information iv supplied for the kiddies too ;D
And just to confirm on the young people, that was emailed to me by my 11 year old niece who obtained it from the Malwarebytes forum.
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The Women’s Tee
There are days when even Golfing isn’t any fun.
Its contagious…
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SLEEPING WITH MICK
The guys were on a bike tour. No one wanted to room with Mick, because he snored so badly.
They decided it wasn’t fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so they voted to take turns.
The first guy slept with Mick and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot.
They said, "Man, what happened to you?
He said, “Mick snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night.”
The next night it was a different guy’s turn.
In the morning, same thing, hair all standing up, eyes all bloodshot.
They said, “Man, what happened to you? You look awful! He said, 'Man, that Mick shakes the roof with his snoring… I watched him all night.”
The third night was Bill’s turn. He was a tanned, older biker, a man’s man…
The next morning he came to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
“Good morning!” he said. They couldn’t believe it…
They said, “Man, what happened?”
He said, “Well, we got ready for bed.
I went and tucked Mick into bed, patted him on the bum, and kissed him good night on the cheek.
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