AGE ISN'T IMPORTANT...UNLESS YOU'RE 

                  CHEESE.     

 

 

 

                                                          

                           SENIORS REALLY KNOW HOW TO ROCK!

 

 

 

 

 

                                        

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We don't stop playing because we grow old;
we grow old because we stop playing.

 

 

 

         PHIL, DRESSED AS "THE KING", AT AN AHS DINNER, AND READING THE ABOVE "DRESS CODE". HE ALSO SANG THE SENIOR EDITION OF "ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT?"

 ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.        

 

 

                                                                                       

 

 

 

 

 

 

I might be over the hill, but the climb was terrific.

 

 

                                       

 

 

                                                                               

 

 

 

 

                                                                            

 

Songs for next reunion:

Bobby Darin--- Splish. Splash, I was having a Flash.

Herman's Hermits--- Mrs. Brown, you've gat a lovely walker.

Ringo Starr--- I'll get by with a little help from Depends.

The Bee Gees--- How can you mend a broken hip...

Roberta Flack-- The first time ever I forgot your face.

Johnny Nash-- I can't see clearly now.

Paul Simon--- Fifty Ways to lose your liver.

The Commodores--- Once, twice, three times to the bathroom.

Leo Sayer-- You make me feel like napping.

The Temptations--- Papa's got a kidney stone.

Tony Orlando--- Knock 3 times on the ceiling if you hear me fall.

Helen Ready-- I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore.

Last, but not least........

Willie Nelson---- On the Commode Again.

 

 

 

                                           

 

 

 

My wild oats have turned to shredded wheat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                           

 

 

 

                                                             

 

                         SENIORS ARE VALUABLE

                                                         We have silver in our hair.

                                                             We have gold in our teeth.

                                                         We have stones in our kidneys.

                                                                We have lead in our feet.

                                    AND WE ARE LOADED WITH NATURAL GAS!

                                              Yes, we are SUPER SPECIAL!!!

 

 

                                        

 

 Old age is like a bank account; you withdraw from what you put in.

 

 

 

                                                                 

 

 

 

 To Whom It May Concern:

No longer in Kentucky are we to be called Hillbillies.  Beginning now, you are to refer to us
as Bluegrass-Americans.

Thank you very much. Excuse me. I've got some possums to fry. - Phil

                                                                     

 

I can laugh, cough, sneeze and pee at the same 

                        time!

 

 

 

 

 

 "LOOK LIKE A FOOL WITH YOUR PANTS ON THE GROUND!" -AMERICAN IDOL.

 

 

 

     Laughing at ourselves. Might as well. Everyone else is.

 

 

                                     

 

 

 

 

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