When you're over seventy, who cares?
I was standing at the bar one night, minding my own business, when this
fat, ugly chick came up behind me, grabbed my behind and said, "You're
kind'a cute. You gotta phone number?"
I said, "Yeah, you gotta pen?" She said, "Yeah, I got a pen."
I said, "You better get back in it before the farmer misses you."
Cost me 6 stitches ...But, when you're over seventy, who cares?
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I asked, "Give me 3 packets of condoms, please."
Lady Cashier: "Do you need a paper bag with that, sir?"
I said, "Nah... She's pretty good looking'..."
Cost me a busted tooth ...But, when you're over seventy, who cares?
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I was talking to a young woman in the bar last night.
She said, "If you lost a few pounds, had a shave and got your hair cut,
you'd look all right."
I said, "If I did that, I'd be talking to your friends over there
instead of you."
Cost me a fat lip ... But, when you're over seventy, who cares?
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I was telling a woman in the pub about my ability to guess what day a
woman was born just by feeling her breasts.
"Really," she said, pushing out her ample chest with a smile, "then go
ahead and try."
After about thirty seconds of me fondling her breasts, the woman lost
patience and said, "Come on, what day was I born?" I said, "Yesterday."
Cost me a kick in the groin.
But, when you're over seventy, who cares?
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I went to the pub last night and saw a BIG woman dancing on a table.
"Good legs!" I said! The girl giggled and said, "Do you really think
so?"
I said, "Hell, yes! Most tables would have collapsed by now."
Cost me another 6 stitches ... But, when you're over seventy, who cares?
When you're over seventy, who cares?
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geoffreys
