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			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2019 19:57:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x22;Why?&#x22; I retorted. &#x22;Everybody does it.&#x22;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x22;Not from the diving board.&#x22; she replied.&#x3c;br /&#x3e;------&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;I was at a bar a few yrs. back and saw a cute young woman at the jukebox.  I sidled up to her and asked &#x22;Where have you been all my life?&#x22;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;Turning around, she looked at me from head to toe and dryly replied:&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x22;From the looks of you, I wasn&#x27;t even around for the first half of it.... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/149013#c211139">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2019 19:54:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>&#x3c;br /&#x3e;and remember &#x2026; we do not quit playing because we grow old ... we grow old because we quit playing.&#x22;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x22;Count your life by smiles, not tears;&#xa0; count your age by friends, not years;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;and remember &#x2026; we do not quit playing because we grow old ... we grow old because we quit playing.&#x22;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;&#x3c;br /&#x3e;Count your life... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/149013#c211138">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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			<title>Original Blog Entry: When you&#x27;re over seventy . . . who cares? ?</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2019 19:50:46 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>When you&#x27;re over seventy . . . who cares?<br /><br />I was standing at the bar at the VFW one night minding my own business.<br /><br />A fat ugly chick came up behind me, grabbed my behind and said,<br /><br />You&#x27;re kinda cute. You gotta phone number?<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />Yeah, you gotta pen?<br /><br />She said,<br /><br />Yeah, I got a pen.<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />You better get back in it before the farmer misses you.<br /><br />Cost me 6 stitches.<br /><br />I went to our VFW last night and saw a big woman dancing on a table.<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />Good legs.<br /><br />The girl giggled and said,<br /><br />Do you really think so?<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />Definitely! Most tables would have collapsed by now.<br /><br />I was talking to a young woman in the VFW last night.<br /><br />She said,<br /><br />If you lost a few pounds, had a shave and got your hair cut, you&#x27;d look all right.<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />If I did that, I&#x27;d be talking to your friends over there instead of you.<br /><br />I was telling a woman in the Club about my ability to guess what day a woman was born just by feeling her breasts.<br /><br />She said,<br /><br />Really. Go on then ... try.<br /><br />After about thirty seconds of fondling she began to lose patience and said,<br /><br />Come on, what day was I born?<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />Yesterday.<br /><br />I went to the drug store and told the clerk,<br /><br />Give me 3 packets of condoms, please.<br /><br />Lady clerk,<br /><br />Do you need a paper bag with that, sir?<br /><br />I said,<br /><br />Nah ... She&#x27;s purty good lookin&#x27;.<br /><br />I got caught taking a pee in the swimming pool today.<br /><br />The lifeguard shouted at me so loud, I nearly fell in.<br /><br />P<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/149013">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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