Tuscany
Jun 24, 2008, 05:11 AM
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social
Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to
Verify my age. I looked I n my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at
Home.
I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come
Back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me'
And she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social
Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your p ants. You might have gotten
Disability, too'
And then the fight started...
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept
Staring at a drunken lady swig ing her drink as she sat alone at a nearby
Table.
My wife asked,' Do you know her?'
'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been
Sober since.'
'My God!' says my wife, 'Who would think a person could go on celebrating
That long?'
And then the fight started...
Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to
Verify my age. I looked I n my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at
Home.
I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come
Back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me'
And she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social
Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your p ants. You might have gotten
Disability, too'
And then the fight started...
************************************************** *********************
My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept
Staring at a drunken lady swig ing her drink as she sat alone at a nearby
Table.
My wife asked,' Do you know her?'
'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been
Sober since.'
'My God!' says my wife, 'Who would think a person could go on celebrating
That long?'
And then the fight started...