The elderly these days

[surveyor]

 

[Treezybreez]

Had a client tell me that his elderly father saw what he thought was a burglar out in his yard, so he grabbed a hand gun and proceeded to shoot at the criminal. The next day they found a dead deer in the yard. My client promptly took his father's gun away from him.

 

[aaronf]

That is awesome....I had a older woman (65+) out on her porch roof the other day sweeping off the small debris before the tree was completely down. She had crawled out a window. I think I broke her heart when I told her not to worry about it, that I planned to clean it off.

 

[easyphloem]

I would like to see a policy of grinding old people into dog food once they reach the ripe old age of 80.

SZ

 

[Stihlmadd]

tuesday is soylent green day, send in the scoops

 

[oldoakman]

I would like to see a policy of grinding old people into dog food once they reach the ripe old age of 80.

SZ

I've put in for 90 to 95, to be sharp and active and die in my sleep and it has been approved. So if you try to grind me up when I turn 80 I will kick your ass!

 

[TimBr]

There was a story in the news, it seems like within the last few years, of a 100 year old man who was going to attempt to run a marathon. I think it may have been the New York City marathon. When a reporter asked his doctor if he was worried for the man's health, the doctor laughed and said "He's got no problem." The old gentleman did in fact finish the race.

Guys in their 30's drop dead of heart attacks. One's time should not be determined by anything but what one's body is capable of. Unless you've been handed a death sentence for having done something horrible, of course.

Just my opinion.

Also, I just love hearing stories or seeing video of old men, accosted by disrespectful thugs, who proceed to clean up the street with said thugs.

 

[surveyor]

MORNING CHUCKLE............They weren't in my pockets. Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My husband has scolded me many times for leaving my keys in the car's ignition. He's afraid that the car could be stolen. As I looked around the parking lot, I realized he was right. The parking lot was empty. I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.
Then, I made the most difficult call of all to my husband: "I left my keys in the car and it's been stolen."
There was a moment of silence. I thought the call had been disconnected, but then I heard his voice. "Are you kidding me?" he barked, "I dropped you off!"
Now it was my turn to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and get me."
He retorted, "I will; just as soon as I convince this cop that I didn't steal your damn car!"
Welcome to the golden years...