Hey all you lovely ladies. Spent the last 3 days almost bedridden with a migraine. Not so fun. But now that it's gone I'm ready to go out. Too bad I live in the frozen tundra of Oswego NY and absolutely nothing happens out here. Fortunately Robart Jordan's new book, Towers of Midnight has been delivered. Anyone else reading the series? Perhaps I'll just have to get a nice fire going and spend the day inside reading.
So anyways...
An elderly man goes into a brothel and tells the madam he would like ayoung girl for the night. Surprised, she looks at the ancient man andasks how old he is.
"I'm 90 years old," he says.
"90!" replies the woman. "Don't you realize you've had it?"
"Oh, sorry," says the old man, "how much do I owe you?"
So anyways...
An elderly man goes into a brothel and tells the madam he would like ayoung girl for the night. Surprised, she looks at the ancient man andasks how old he is.
"I'm 90 years old," he says.
"90!" replies the woman. "Don't you realize you've had it?"
"Oh, sorry," says the old man, "how much do I owe you?"
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Also migraines are lame.