Tom posted the original in J&H and I liked the bones of it so much I fifh
The Old Italian Cyclist
An 80-year-old Italian goes to the doctor for a check-up.The doctor is amazed at what good shape the guy is in and asks,
'how do you stay in such great physical condition?'
I'm Italian, and I am a cyclist,' says the old guy,'and that's why I'm in such good shape.I'm up well before daylight and out cycling up and down the roads. I have a glass of vino, and all is well.'
'Well' says the doctor, 'I'm sure that helps,but there's got to be more to it.How old was your Father when he died?'
'Who said my Father's dead?'
The doctor is amazed. 'You mean you're 80 years old,and your Father's still alive. How old is he?'
'He's 100 years old,' says the Old Italian rider.'In fact, he rode with me this morning,and then we went to the topless beach for a walk and had a little vino, and that's why he's still alive. He's Italian, and he's a cyclist, too.'
'Well,' the doctor says,'that's great, but I'm sure there's more to it than that.How about your Father's Father?How old was he when he died?'
'Who said my Nono's dead?'
Stunned, the doctor asks,'you mean you're 80 years old and your grandfather's still living! Incredible, how old is he?'
'He's 118 years old,' says the Old Italian cyclist.
The doctor is getting frustrated at this point,'So, I guess he went riding with you this morning, too?'
'No, Nono couldn't go this morning,because he's getting married today.'
At this point the doctor is close to losing it.
'Getting married!!! Why would a 118 year-old guy want to get married?'
'Who said he wanted to?'