This morning

I received a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend who called 'out-of-the-blue' to see if I was still around.

We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic times we used to enjoy together.

I couldn't believe it when she asked if I'd be interested in meeting up and rekindling a little of that "old magic".

I was flabbergasted.

"I don't know if I could keep pace with you now", I
said, "I'm a bit older and a bit grayer and balder
than when you last saw me. Plus I don't really have
the energy I used to have."

She just giggled and said she was sure I would "rise
to the challenge".
"Yeah." I said. "Just so long as you don't mind a
man with a waistline that's a few inches wider these
days! Not to mention my total lack of muscle
tone...everything is sagging, my teeth are a bit
yellowed and I am developing jowls like a Great
Dane!"

She laughed and told me to stop being so silly.
She teased me saying that tubby gray haired older
men were cute, and she was sure I would still be a
great lover.

Anyway, she giggled, "I've put on a few pounds
myself!"

So I told her to f**k off.

(the old ones are the best)

Posted By: Steve in Holland, Nov 8, 10:56:39