I've seen this one before but came across it again and thought it was good:
At a nursing home a group of pensioners were sitting around talking about their ailments.
"My arms have got so weak I can hardly lift this cup of tea," said one.
"Yes, I know," said another. "My cataracts are so bad I can't even see my tea."
"I couldn't even mark an 'X' at election time, my hands are so crippled," volunteered a third.
"What? Speak up! What? I can't hear you! said a fourth.
"I can't turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck," said a fifth, to which several nodded weakly in agreement.
"My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy I can hardly walk!" exclaimed another.
"I forget where I am, and where I'm going," said an elderly gentleman.
"I s'pose that's the price we pay for getting old," winced an old man as he slowly shook his head. The others nodded in agreement.
"Well, we should count our blessings," said one woman cheerfully,
"at least we can all still drive."
At a nursing home a group of pensioners were sitting around talking about their ailments.
"My arms have got so weak I can hardly lift this cup of tea," said one.
"Yes, I know," said another. "My cataracts are so bad I can't even see my tea."
"I couldn't even mark an 'X' at election time, my hands are so crippled," volunteered a third.
"What? Speak up! What? I can't hear you! said a fourth.
"I can't turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck," said a fifth, to which several nodded weakly in agreement.
"My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy I can hardly walk!" exclaimed another.
"I forget where I am, and where I'm going," said an elderly gentleman.
"I s'pose that's the price we pay for getting old," winced an old man as he slowly shook his head. The others nodded in agreement.
"Well, we should count our blessings," said one woman cheerfully,
"at least we can all still drive."
