clittylicker's blog post

Yesterday my son 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."
Talking about my "doing-something-useful" seems to be his favorite topic of conversation.
He is "only thinking of me," he said, & suggested, I go down to the Senior Centre & hang out with the fellas.
So, I did & when I got home, decided to play a prank on him. I sent him an e-mail saying that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club.
He replied, "Are you nuts? You're 67 years-old & now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I told him that I even had a Membership Card & e-mailed a copy to him.
Immediately, he telephoned me & 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.
Life as a Senior Citizen isn't getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun!