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The Older You Are…

September 29, 2008
An old man made it shakily through the door of Joe Comforte’s Mustang Ranch, outside Reno, Nevada.
The receptionist stared at him.  "You gotta be in the wrong place," she exclaimed.  "What are you looking for?"
"Ain’t this where you allus got forty-five girls ready ‘n’ able?"
The receptionist looked perplexed.  "Ready for what?"
"I want a girl," the old man rasped.  "I wanna get laid."
"How old are you, Pop?" she asked.
"Ninety-two," he replied
"Ninety-two?  Pop, you’ve had it!"
"Oh," said the old man, a little disconcerted as his trembling fingers reached for his wallet.  "How much do I owe you?"
3 Comments leave one →
  1. Princess permalink
    September 29, 2008 1:49 pm

    Yo Sandi! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!!!! hehehehee! Well the sun is inout, in out shake it all about here, wi rain inbetween! My washing is never going 2 get dry!!! Ooohh time 2 head off back 2 work, hope u have a Fun resta day! Luv PF XXX

  2. Natalia permalink
    September 29, 2008 7:58 pm

    Very funny Sandi, Thanks for sharing. Some pay dearly for a fleeting memory. I\’m glad the Doctor has resolved the question about the Thyroxine. I hope the level returns to normal soon and you are feeling more comfortable in yourself. xxx

  3. LABW permalink
    September 29, 2008 8:54 pm

    Ehh..that happened to me…lmao…
             LABW xx

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