Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me, again, asking why I didn't do
something useful with my time.
"Like sitting around the pool, drinking wine isn't a good thing?" I asked. Talking about my “doing something useful” seems to be her favourite topic of conversation.
She is "only thinking of me," she said, and suggested, I go down to
the Senior Center and hang out with the fellas. So, I did and when I
got home, decided to play a prank on her.
I sent her an e-mail saying that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club.
She replied, "Are you nuts? You're 71-years-old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I told her that I even had a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.
Immediately, she telephoned me and yelled, "Good grief, Dad, where are your glasses?!
This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."
"Oh man, am I in trouble," I said, "I signed up for five jumps a week!"
The line went dead.
wolfd
Loc: Vancouver, Canada
Hilarious !!!
Thanks for sharing.
Five a week sounds about right. Do you have the address of that place? : )
Smudgey
Loc: Ohio, Calif, Now Arizona
So where can I sign up for the Prostitute Club, can I bring my camera?
MAYBE I SHOULD MOVE TO FT. MYERS !
It's good you did'nt post the contact number for your club. I'm afraid you'd find some fellow hoggers at your next meeting.
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