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			<title>Original Blog Entry: Getting Old in Florida</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>.<br /><br />Getting old in FLORIDA<br /><br />Two elderly ladies are sitting on the front porch in Punta Gorda, doing nothing.<br /><br />One lady turns and asks, &#x27;Do you still get horny?&#x27;<br /><br />The other replies, &#x27;Oh sure I do.&#x27;<br /><br />The first old lady asks, &#x27;What do you do about it?&#x27;<br /><br />The second old lady replies, &#x27;I suck a lifesaver.&#x27;<br /><br />After a few moments, the first old lady asks, &#x27;Who drives you to the beach?&#x27;<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />Three old ladies were sitting side by side in their retirement home in Cape Coral reminiscing.<br /><br />The first lady recalled shopping at the green grocers and demonstrated with her hands,<br /><br />the length and thickness of a cucumber she could buy for a penny.<br /><br />The second old lady nodded, adding that onions used to be much bigger and cheaper also,<br /><br />and demonstrated the size of two big onions she could buy for a penny a piece.<br /><br />The third old lady remarked, &#x27;I can&#x27;t hear a word you&#x27;re saying, but I remember the guy you&#x27;re talking about.<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />Live Oak<br /><br />A little old lady was sitting on a park bench in The Villages, a Florida Adult community.<br /><br />A man walked over and sits down on the other end of the bench.<br /><br />After a few moments, the woman asks, &#x27;Are you a stranger here?&#x27;<br /><br />He replies, &#x27;I lived here years ago.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;So, where were you all these years?&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;In prison,&#x27; he says.<br /><br />&#x27;Why did they put you in prison?&#x27;<br /><br />He looked at her, and very quietly said, &#x27;I killed my wife.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;Oh!&#x27; said the woman. &#x27;So you&#x27;re single...?!&#x27;<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />Two elderly people living in Fort Myers, he was a widower and she a widow,<br /><br />had known each other for a number of years.<br /><br />One evening there was a community supper in the Clubhouse.<br /><br />The two were at the same table, across from one another.<br /><br />As the meal went on, he took a few admiring glances at her and finally<br /><br />gathered the courage to ask her, &#x27;Will you marry me?&#x27;<br /><br />After about six seconds of &#x27;careful consideration,&#x27; she answered &#x27;Yes. Yes, I will!&#x27;<br /><br />The meal ended and, with a few more pleasant exchanges, they went to their respective places.<br /><br />Next morning, he was troubled. &#x27;Did she say &#x27;yes&#x27; or did she say &#x27;no&#x27;?&#x27;<br /><br />He couldn&#x27;t remember. Try as he might, he just could not recall.<br /><br />Not even a faint memory. With trepidation, he went to the telephone and called her.<br /><br />First, he explained that he didn&#x27;t remember as well as he used to.<br /><br />Then he reviewed the lovely evening past. As he gained a little more courage,<br /><br />he inquired, &#x27;When I asked if you would marry me, did you say &#x27;Yes&#x27; or did you say &#x27;No&#x27;?&#x27;<br /><br />He was delighted to hear her say, &#x27;Why, I said, &#x27;Yes, yes I will&#x27; and I meant it with all my heart.&#x27;<br /><br />Then she continued, &#x27;And I am so glad that you called, because I couldn&#x27;t remember who had asked me.&#x27;<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />A man was telling his neighbor in Port Charlotte,<br /><br />&#x27;I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars,<br /><br />but it&#x27;s state of the art.<br /><br />It&#x27;s perfect.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;Really,&#x27; answered the neighbor. &#x27;What kind is it?&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;Twelve thirty.&#x27;<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />A little old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlor in Bonita Springs ,<br /><br />and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a stool.<br /><br />After catching his breath he ordered a banana split.<br /><br />The waitress asked kindly, &#x27;Crushed nuts?&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;No,&#x27; he replied, &#x27;hemorrhoids<br /><br />**********************************************************<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/64105">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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