I Never Got A Job I Didn't

At Seventy-four I'm Getting Minor Raves On My Looks, But I'm Caught In The Middle. Who Knows What Seventy-four Looks Like? Who Cares? But If I'd Listened To My Friends, I Could Now Lie And Say I'm Eighty-four. For Eighty-four, The Way I Look Is Spectacular.

In Our Family We Don't Divorce Our Men - We Bury Them.

I Think There Is One Smashing Rule: Never Face The Facts.

The Good That Men Do Lives After Them.

I'm Sure The Way To Be Happy Is To Live Well Beyond Your Means!