ELDERLY SEX
A little old couple in their eighties was sitting on the couch watching the Playboy movie channel. He looked at her and asked, “Do you think we can still do that?”
“Well, we can sure try!” she answered. So they shuffled off to the bedroom. He went into the bathroom to get ready and she took off all her clothes in the bedroom. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw her standing on her head in the middle of the bedroom floor.
“What are you doing, sweetheart?” he asked.
“Well,” she replied, “I thought if you couldn’t get it up, maybe you could just drop it in!”
THE GOLDEN YEARS
The Golden Years have come at last -
I cannot see; I cannot pee;
I cannot chew, I cannot screw.
My memory shrinks, my hearing stinks;
No sense of smell: I look like hell!
My body is drooping; got trouble pooping.
The Golden Years have come at last.
But the Golden Years have turned to BRASS.
If you ask me –
The GOLDEN YEARS…
Can kiss my ASS!



Wow, is that what I have to look forward to? Yikes! I’m just going to continue staying young and leave that part out of it. Call it ignorant bliss if you want.
Very funny made my Friday morning. Thank you
She’s better than me, on her head, very good! l.o.l.
You know, these are cute and these are funny at first glance…. but I started thinking, and I came up with this…. the baby boomer generation has not and likely never will learn the art of aging with grace. plastic surgeons are raking in fortunes, diet expounders are as well, even if their diets don’t work, and they usually don’t, still they get attention and money. I look forward to my wrinkles and my older years, when I don’t have to give a damn about what others may or may not think of me. I look forward to just being me, enjoying what remains of my life doing just exactly what I want to do, and not giving a thought to staying youthful.
My youth was a nightmare, always a struggle to try to meet the expectations of fashion and what was thought to be socially or politically correct. In my Golden years, everyone else can just kiss MY ASS.