Old Fogey Crap.

Stanley, an 80-year-old man, is having his annual checkup. The doctor asks him how he's feeling.

"I've never been better," he replies. "I've got a twenty-two- year-old bride who's pregnant with my child! What do you think about that?"

The doctor considers this for a moment, then says, "Well, let me tell you a story. I know a guy who's an avid hunter. He never misses a season. But, one day he's in a bit of a hurry and he accidentally grabs his umbrella instead of his gun. So he's walking in the woods near a creek and suddenly spots a beaver in some brush in front of him? He raises up his umbrella, points it at the beaver and squeezes the handle... BAM!!! The beaver drops dead in front of him."

"That's impossible!" said the old man in disbelief, "Someone else must have shot that beaver."

"EXACTLY!"
 
Huh.

I read the thread title as "Old Fogey Carp"

I thought this would be about geriatric fish.

Damn my aged eyeballs! Damn them!
 
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