Smile

 

Came home from work one day and my wife told me she had made my funeral arrangements…

been eating out ever since.

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Retirement is not easy…I was doing nothing one day…and got behind.

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Wanted a John Deere mower for my birthday…wife got me one…doing good…

except the grass is hard on the plastic blades.

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I’m pretty handy around the house…I’m learning to fix most everything I break.

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You’ve heard of “honey do” lists…my wife gives me “honey don’t” lists.

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I used to hate house work…come to think of it…I still do.

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 I was first in my high school class…if you turn the list upside down.

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Being young was tough on me…being old is tough on me…it’s hard being me.

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When I was young, I wanted the girls to call me “honey”…they never did…

Now that I’m old…they always do.

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My sister who is an only child called me today…now she’s delusional.

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My English teacher told me that English would never be my first language.

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Smile at someone today…they’ll wonder what you’re up to.

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4 thoughts on “Smile

  1. Steven Sawyer

    No kidding. Me too. Had to put this on my facebook page.

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  2. These are funny! Wish I had read them before I left the house for the morning!

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  3. Great start to the morning!

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  4. This is great! It picked me up today.

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