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09-11-09, 04:13 AM
After retiring, I went to the Federal Building to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application
When I got home, I told my wife about my experience.
She said, 'you should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'
Since then I've been seeing the Social Security gal on the side.
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I kept fiddling around with the car radio this morning until I rear-ended the car in front of me. When the other driver got out of his car, I noticed that he was a dwarf.
He stormed over to me as I got out, really pissed, and looking up at me, shouted,
'I AM NOT HAPPY!'
So I looked down at him and said, 'No? Then which one are you?'
I hadn't anticipated where a dwarf's straight right would actually land.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application
When I got home, I told my wife about my experience.
She said, 'you should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'
Since then I've been seeing the Social Security gal on the side.
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I kept fiddling around with the car radio this morning until I rear-ended the car in front of me. When the other driver got out of his car, I noticed that he was a dwarf.
He stormed over to me as I got out, really pissed, and looking up at me, shouted,
'I AM NOT HAPPY!'
So I looked down at him and said, 'No? Then which one are you?'
I hadn't anticipated where a dwarf's straight right would actually land.