Laugh time: Diary of an 80-year-old man (~.~)

 Hilarious! (~.~)

Yesterday my daughter again asked why I didn't do something useful with my time. Talking about my "doing something useful" seemed to be her favorite topic of conversation. 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."   "I'm in trouble again, and I don't know what to do... I signed up for five jumps a week," I told her.  She fainted.   Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it really can be fun.....