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 JOKE OF THE DAY
Teens have their texting codes (LOL, OMG, TTYL, etc.).
Not to be outdone by these little SNK (snotty nosed kids), now, finally we long-suffering seniors have our own texting codes!

Texting for Seniors as follows:

ATD - At the Doctor's

BFF - Best Friend's Funeral

BTW - Bring the Wheelchair

BYOT - Bring your own teeth

CBM - Covered by Medicare

CUATSC - See You at the Senior Center

DWI - Driving While Incontinent

FWBB - Friend with Beta Blockers

FWIW - Forgot Where I Was

FYI - Found Your Insulin

GGPBL - Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low

GHA - Got Heartburn Again

IMHO - Is My Hearing-Aid On?

LMDO - Laughing My Dentures Out

LOL - Living on Lipitor

OMMR - On My Massage Recliner

ROFL..CGU - Rolling on the Floor Laughing...Can't get Up!

TOT - Texting on Toilet

TTYL - Talk to You Louder

WTP - Where are the Prunes

WWNO - Walker Wheels Need Oil

Hope these help!

GGLKI - Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking In






Todd Sabo


 BLONDE JOKE
Q: Why was the blonde upset when she got her Driver's License?
A: Because she got an "F" in sex.
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 GOLF JOKE
My wife said to me, “Jere it’s about time you learned to play golf, that’s the game where you chase a ball all over the country, when you are too old to chase women.”

So I went to see Bob and asked him if he could teach me to play.

Bob said, “sure, you’ve got some balls, haven’t you?”

I said “sure, but sometimes on cold mornings they are hard to find.”

“Bring them to the clubhouse tomorrow,” Bob said, “and we’ll tee off.”

“What’s tee off?” I asked.

Bob said “it’s a golf term, and we have to tee off in front of the clubhouse.”

“Not for me,” I said, “you can tee off there if you want to, but I will tee off behind the barn somewhere,”

“No, no,” Bob said, “A tee is a little thing about the size of your little finger.”

“Yeah, I’ve got one of those.”

“Well,” Bob said, “you stick it in the ground and put your ball on top of it.”

I asked, do you play golf sitting down? I always thought you stood up and walked around.”

“You do,” Bob said, “you are standing up when you put your ball on the tee.”

Well, right there I thought that was stretching things a little bit too far and I told him so.

Bob said, “you’ve got a bag haven’t you?”

“Of course,” I told him.

“Well,” he said “can’t you open your bag and take one out?”

“Well,” I said. “I suppose I could, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to.”

Bob asked me if I didn’t have a zipper on my bag, and I told him no, I’m the old fashioned type. Then he asked me if I knew how to hold my club. Well after 50 years I should have some sort of an idea, and I told him so!!!

He said, “you take your in both hands....” Well, right there, I knew he didn’t know what he was talking about.

Then he said, “you swing your club over your shoulder.”

“No, no, that’s not me that’s my brother you are talking about.”

He asked me, “how do you hold your club?”

Before I thought, I said, “with 2 fingers!”

Bob said that wasn’t right, and got behind me and put both arms around me and told me to bend over and he would show me how. He couldn’t catch me there, because I didn’t put four years in the Navy for nothing!

Bob said, “ you hit the ball with your club and it will soar and soar.”

And I said, “I can well imagine.”

Then Bob said, “and when you are on the green.....”

“What’s the green?” I asked.

“That’s where the hole is,” Bob said.

“Sure you aren’t color blind?” I asked.

“No, then you take your putter....”

“What’s your putter?” I asked.

“That’s the smallest club made,” he said.

That’s what I’ve got, a putter!!!

“And with it, “ Bob said, “you put your ball in the hole.”

I corrected him, “you mean the putter?”

Bob said, “The ball, the hole isn’t big enough for the ball and the putter too.”

Well, I’ve seen holes big enough for the ball and the putter too!

Then Bob said, “after you finish the first hole, you go on to the next seventeen.”

He wasn’t talking to me. After two holes I’m shot to hell.

“You mean,” he said, “You can’t make eighteen holes in one day?”

“Hell no! It takes me eighteen days to make one hole! Besides, how do I know when I’m on the eighteenth hole?”

Then Bob said, “The flag will go up.”

THAT WOULD BE JUST MY LUCK!!!!!

Submitted by: E. Price M.D.
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 JEWISH JOKE
An old Jewish man was dying in the hospital. Only one person is allowed in the room at a time. Grandson Ben went in first. "Hello, Grampa Moishe. Can I do something for you?"

"Yes," said Grampa Moishe. Go tell Gramma Sadie I want some of her chopped liver. Ben went out and told Gramma Sadie, who said,
"Go tell Grampa Moishe he can't have any chopped liver. It would kill him."

Ben went back in and reported. "You tell Gramma Sadie I want the chopped liver. I'm dying anyway and it won't make any difference."

Ben went and told Gramma Sadie, who said, "Go tell Grampa Moishe he can't have any. The chopped liver is for the shiva."
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 LAWYER JOKE
What happens when you cross a pig with a lawyer?
Nothing. There are some things a pig won't do.
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 CLASSIC JOKE
With the help of a fertility specialist, a 75 year old woman has a baby. All her relatives come to visit and meet the newest member of their family. When they ask to see the baby, the 75 year old mother says "not yet."

A little later they ask to see the baby again. Again the mother says "not yet."

Finally they say, "When can we see the baby?" And the mother says, "When the baby cries." And they ask, "Why do we have to wait until the baby cries?"

The new mother says, "because I forgot where I put it."

Submitted by: Scrubman
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 USEFUL INFORMATION
" History of "Taps"

I've never heard this story, but history and music buffs (and others) will be moved by it. We have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually creates tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be pleased to find out about it's humble beginnings.

Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate. But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody, we now know as "Taps" used at military funerals, was born.

Day is done
Gone the sun
From the Lakes
From the hills
From the sky.
All is well,
Safely rest.
G-D is nigh.

Fading light
Dims the sight
And a star
Gems the sky,
Gleaming bright
From afar,
Drawing nigh,
Falls the night.

Thanks and praise,
For our days,
Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
G-d is nigh.

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