While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds.
She was unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs.
One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass.
As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, ‘The tooth fairy will never believe this!’
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A telegram delivery man rings the bell to deliver his next telegram. An old woman answers and says “Oh goody! A singing telegram. I’ve always wanted to get one of these.”
The delivery man replies, “I’m sorry ma’am but this isn’t a singing telegram, it’s just a regular telegram.”
The woman, obviously disappointed, sighs and says, “Couldn’t you sing it to me anyway? I’m 91 years old and this may be my last chance to get a singing telegram?”
The delivery man says, “No ma’am, it’s not the kind of telegram you sing, and I don’t sing very well anyway.”
The woman pleads and pleads with him, “Please, please sing me telegram…”
The man finally gives in and starts-up, “Da-da-de-dum-dum-dum… Your sister Rose is dead…”
Grandma and Grandpa were watching a healing service on the television. The evangelist called to all who wanted to be healed to go to their television set, place one hand on the TV and the other hand on the body part where they wanted to be healed.
Grandma got up and slowly hobbled to the television set, placed her right hand on the set and her left hand on her arthritic shoulder that was causing her to have great pain.
Then Grandpa got up, went to the TV, placed his right hand on the set and his left hand on his crotch.
Grandma scowled at him and said, “I guess you just don’t get it. The purpose of doing this is to heal the sick, not raise the dead.”