Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Life in Trailer Estates

A little old lady was sitting on a park bench in Trailer Estates, a Florida
mobile home park. A man walked over and sits down on the other end of the
bench. After a few moments, the woman asks, "Are you a
stranger here?"

He replies, "I lived here years ago."

"So, where were you all these years?"

"In prison," he says.

"Why did they put you in prison?"

He looked at her, and very quietly said, "I killed my wife."

"Oh!" said the woman. "So you're single..."
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Another two elderly people living in Trailer Estates, he was a widower and
she a widow, had known each other for a number of years. One evening there
was a community supper in the big activity center.

The two were at the same table, across from one another. As the meal went
on, he took a few admiring glances at her and finally gathered the courage
to ask her, "Will you marry me?"

After about six seconds of 'careful consideration', she answered "Yes. Yes,
I will."

The meal ended and, with a few more pleasant exchanges, they went to their
respective places. Next morning, he was troubled. "Did she say 'yes' or did
she say 'no'?"

He couldn't remember. Try as he might, he just could not recall. Not even a
faint memory. With trepidation, he went to the telephone and called her.
First, he explained that he didn't remember as well as he used to. Then he
reviewed the lovely evening past.

As he gained a little more courage, he inquired, "When I asked if you would
marry me, did you say 'Yes' or did you say 'No'?"

He was delighted to hear her say, "Why, I said, 'Yes, yes I will' and I
meant it with all my heart." Then she continued, "I am so glad that you
called, because I couldn't remember who had asked me."

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A man was telling his neighbor in Trailer Estates, "I just bought a new
hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but it's state of the art.
It's perfect."

"Really," answered the neighbor "What kind is it?"

"Twelve thirty ."

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Morris, an 82 year-old man, went to the doctor at The Trailer Estates
Medical Clinic to get a physical. A few days later the doctor saw Morris
walking down the street with a gorgeous young woman on his arm.

A couple of days later the doctor spoke to Morris and said, "You're really
doing great, aren't you?"

"Just doing what you said, Doc: 'Get a hot mamma and be cheerful.", Morris
replied.

To which doctor said, "I didn't say that, Morris. I said, 'You've got a
heart murmur. Be careful!"

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A little old man shuffled slowly into the "Orange Dipper", an ice cream
parlor in Trailer Estates, and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a
stool.

After catching his breath he ordered a banana split.

The waitress asked kindly, "Crushed nuts?"

"No," he replied, "arthritis!"

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