Last night, standing at a crosswalk.
Woman appoaches - not much more than 4 feet in height with some missing teeth.
Her (loudly, in the general direction of the crossing light): “Hurry up! I’m old! I haven’t got time for this!”
Me (laughing): “You’re old?”
Her: “I sure am! I’m 96. I’m a veteran of the World War and I can swear in 3 languages!”
Me (uncontrollably laughing): “Well, I hope you have a good evening.”
Her: God bless you dear. I’m planning on doing just that.”
Last edited by rostasi; 10-18-2018 at 05:55 PM.
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