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"Sixty is the worst age to be," said the 60-year-old.
"You always feel like you have to pee. And most of the time, you stand
at the toilet and nothing comes out!"

"Ah, that's nothin'," said the 70-year-old. "When you're seventy, you
can't even crap anymore. You take laxatives, then you sit on the toilet
all day and nothin' comes out!"

"Actually," said the 80-year-old, "80 is the worst age of all!"

"Do you have trouble peeing too?" asked the 60-year-old.

"No, not really. I pee every morning at 6:00. I pee like a racehorse
on a flat rock; no problem at all."

"Do you have trouble crapping?" asked the 70-year-old.

"No, I crap every morning at 6:30."

With great exasperation, the 60-year-old said, "Let me get this
straight. You pee every morning at 6:00 and crap every morning at 6:30.

So what's so tough about being 80?"
"I don't wake up until 7:00!"

Athugasemdir

[Helga Dóra, 5.9.2008 kl. 16:37]

Híhí.... Þessi er góður....

[Sigurður Eðvaldsson (IP-tala skráð) 5.9.2008 kl. 17:32]

Virkilega góður þessi.

[Ómar Ingi, 5.9.2008 kl. 18:45]

[Kristborg Ingibergsdóttir, 5.9.2008 kl. 22:52]

Fyndið haha