I'm old today

[IHaveAMustang]

Bunch of old farts in here. Happy birthday grandpa...



...I'm 38

[4bangen]

Originally Posted by IHaveAMustang

Bunch of old farts in here. Happy birthday grandpa...



...I'm 38

you're getting there grandpa.

[bird_dog0347]

Originally Posted by 4bangen

you're getting there grandpa.

I know you're joking, but my best friend became a grandfather before his 40'th birthday.

[lincolnboy]

Originally Posted by IHaveAMustang

Bunch of old farts in here. Happy birthday grandpa...



...I'm 38

Old farts.....reminds me why they are called old farts. They just let it rip anywhere and no care who hears it. One day talking with my 90 yr old neighbor. He tells me I gotta go and holds his butt all the way inside.

[slow84lx]

Originally Posted by lincolnboy

Old farts.....reminds me why they are called old farts. They just let it rip anywhere and no care who hears it. One day talking with my 90 yr old neighbor. He tells me I gotta go and holds his butt all the way inside.

That'll be you one day,....if you live long enough. Gotta love the old people!

[TX_92_Notch]

Originally Posted by lincolnboy

Old farts.....reminds me why they are called old farts. They just let it rip anywhere and no care who hears it. One day talking with my 90 yr old neighbor. He tells me I gotta go and holds his butt all the way inside.

Man, I'm 45 and there are times I worry about certain farts.

I was in a Target store around 12 months ago and I heard that terrible sound of someone's head smacking on a hard floor behind me. I turn around and there's an old man, probably 80+, laying in a rapidly growing pool of blood. He fell and couldn't catch himself and landed forehead first right in front of the pharmacy counter.

I run over and there's a crowd of people just standing there staring at him, pharmacy staff included. He's bleeding profusely (his wife said he was on blood thinners) so I told a pharmacy staffer to hand me a pair of gloves and roll of paper towels and call 911. She stood there with her mouth open until I screamed at her and she finally reacted.

I straddled the pool of blood and put as much pressure on the gaping cut across his forehead as I could. Finally got the bleeding to stop and ended up balancing in a crazy awkward position (couldn't kneel because of the huge puddle of blood) for around 10 more minutes until the paramedics finally showed up to take over.

After I stood up, I realized what happened. He was covered in liquid shit from the waist down. He had an accident standing at the counter and was trying to rush away to the restroom to clean up. Got maybe 10 feet and fell flat on his face.

I felt so bad for the guy, especially with the crowd of people just standing around staring while he slipped around in his blood on the tile floor, trying to get back up before I got over there.

[Trip McNeely]

The older I get the more old man I become. I often feel like a 65 year old and have 65 year old tendencies. I’m 41 btw.

[cool cat]

Which restaurants have the best early bird dinner special, no later than 4:00 PM?

Asking for this entire group.

[Rick Modena]

Originally Posted by cool cat

Which restaurants have the best early bird dinner special, no later than 4:00 PM?

Asking for this entire group.

ahahahahaha!

All of them have 'Old Bird' dinner specials til 6:00pm, at least that's what I heard/see, lol...

[Shaggin Wagon]

Originally Posted by TX_92_Notch

Man, I'm 45 and there are times I worry about certain farts.

I was in a Target store around 12 months ago and I heard that terrible sound of someone's head smacking on a hard floor behind me. I turn around and there's an old man, probably 80+, laying in a rapidly growing pool of blood. He fell and couldn't catch himself and landed forehead first right in front of the pharmacy counter.

I run over and there's a crowd of people just standing there staring at him, pharmacy staff included. He's bleeding profusely (his wife said he was on blood thinners) so I told a pharmacy staffer to hand me a pair of gloves and roll of paper towels and call 911. She stood there with her mouth open until I screamed at her and she finally reacted.

I straddled the pool of blood and put as much pressure on the gaping cut across his forehead as I could. Finally got the bleeding to stop and ended up balancing in a crazy awkward position (couldn't kneel because of the huge puddle of blood) for around 10 more minutes until the paramedics finally showed up to take over.

After I stood up, I realized what happened. He was covered in liquid shit from the waist down. He had an accident standing at the counter and was trying to rush away to the restroom to clean up. Got maybe 10 feet and fell flat on his face.

I felt so bad for the guy, especially with the crowd of people just standing around staring while he slipped around in his blood on the tile floor, trying to get back up before I got over there.

I want to die before I get to this possible situation.

[scootro]

that's a shitty story! haha