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Heard Any Good Ones: Part 2
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<blockquote data-quote="moreluck" data-source="post: 1180854" data-attributes="member: 1246"><p>(thanks Eric)</p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">for Social </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">Security.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> The woman behind the counter asked me for my </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">driver's License to</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">verify my age.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> I looked in my pockets </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">and realized I had left my wallet at</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">home. I told the woman that I was very </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">sorry, but I would have</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">to go home and come back later.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> The </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> So I opened my shirt </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">revealing my curly silver hair.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> She said, 'That silver hair on </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">your chest is proof enough for</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">me' and she processed my Social Security </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">application.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">my experience at</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">the Social Security office. She said, 'You should have </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">dropped</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">And then the fight started...</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">________________________________</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> My wife was standing </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> She was not happy with </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">what she saw and said to me,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> "I feel horrible; I look old, fat </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">and ugly. I really need you</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">to pay me a compliment.'</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> I </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">replied, "Your eyesight's darn near perfect."</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"> And then the </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">fight started........</span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="moreluck, post: 1180854, member: 1246"] (thanks Eric) [B][SIZE=4]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 in 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 pants. You might have gotten disability too.' And then the fight started... ________________________________ My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to me, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.' I replied, "Your eyesight's darn near perfect." And then the fight started........[/SIZE][/B] [/QUOTE]
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