The man is 85 years old and loves to fish. He was sitting in his boat the other day when he heard a voice say, 'Pick me up.' He looked around and couldn't see any one. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the voice say again, 'Pick me up.' He looked over the side and there, floating in the water, was a frog. The man said, 'Are you talking to me?' The frog said, 'Yes, I'm talking to you. Pick me up, then kiss me and I'll turn into the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. I'll make sure that all your friends are envious and jealous because I will be your bride!' The man looked at the frog for a short time, reached over, picked it up carefully, and placed it in his front breast pocket. Then the frog said, 'What, are you nuts? Didn't you hear what I said? I said kiss me and I will be your beautiful bride.' He opened his pocket, looked at the frog and said, 'Nah, at my age I'd rather have a talking frog.' With age comes wisdom.
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"A fellow decides to take off early from work and go drinking. He stays until the bar closes at 2am, at which time he is extremely drunk. When he enters his house, he doesn't want to wake anyone, so he takes off his shoes and starts tip-toeing up the stairs. Half-way up the stairs, he falls over backwards and lands flat on his rear end.[/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]That wouldn't have been so bad, except that he had couple of empty pint bottles in his back pockets, and they broke, and the broken glass carved up his buttocks terribly. But, he was so drunk that he didn't know he was hurt. [/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]A few minutes later, as he was undressing, he noticed blood, so he checked himself out in the mirror, and, sure enough, his behind was cut up something terrible. Well, he repaired the damage as best he could under the circumstances, and he went to bed.[/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]The next morning, his head was hurting, and his rear was hurting, and he was hunkering under the covers trying to think up some good story, when his wife came into the bedroom. [/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Well, you really tied one on last night," she said. "Where'd you go?" "I worked late," he said, "and I stopped off for a couple of beers."[/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"A couple of beers? That's a laugh," she replied, "You got plastered last night. Where the heck did you go?"[/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"What makes you so sure I got drunk last night, anyway?"[/FONT] [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Well," she replied, "my first big clue was when I got up this morning and found a bunch of band-aids stuck to the mirror." "[/FONT] -lifeisajoke