Three elderly women were sitting together on a park bench when an elderly man started to walk by. "Excuse me, but we can guess your age," one of them said to him.
He stopped, intrigued. "How can you guess my age?" he asked them.
"Well," one lady explained, "you'll have to drop your pants and your underwear."
A little embarrassed but still intrigued, he unzips his pants and drop his trousers and his boxers. "Now turn around," one says, so he complies, rotating full 360 degrees. "Now jump up and down 3 times.". He complies. "You're 87!" all three women exclaim at the same time.

Perplexed and amazed at their correct answer, he gasps, "how could you know that?!"
"Simple," one says. "We were at your birthday party yesterday."

 

 

^^Oh that joke stings!!

 

 

 

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Thought that, myself, many times!!!

 

Go for it!

 

Gene, that makes me think back to my AH Sprite and looking at going under parked tractor trailers.

 

When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."
He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."