I'll tell you a story I heard on the radio this morning:
Mary was a salty old gal who ran the cafeteria in the building where a local radio station is. One day they were having a birthday party for her 90-year-old husband, Bob, in the cafeteria.
He blew out the candles, and everyone wished him a happy 90th birthday.
"Well," he said, "I can't cut the mustard anymore." From the kitchen you could hear his wife, Mary, yell out her reply, "Yeah, but he can still lick the jar!"
Mary was a salty old gal who ran the cafeteria in the building where a local radio station is. One day they were having a birthday party for her 90-year-old husband, Bob, in the cafeteria.
He blew out the candles, and everyone wished him a happy 90th birthday.
"Well," he said, "I can't cut the mustard anymore." From the kitchen you could hear his wife, Mary, yell out her reply, "Yeah, but he can still lick the jar!"
