Friday, September 9, 2011

LAUGH . . . And Then Some

My grandpa started walking five miles a day when he was 60 years old . . .  Now he's 97 years old, and we don't know where the hell he is.


I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.


The only reason I would take up walking is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.


I have to walk early in the morning . . . before my brain figures out what the hell I'm doing.

Laugh Like There's No Tomorrow: Over 2,000 jokes from the Internet

From Day #252 in a complete manuscript compiled by Richard L. Weaver II

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