"96," she replied, "two years younger than me."
"So, you're 98," the undertaker commented.
She responded, "Hardly worth going home, isn't it?"
"And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked.
She simply replied, "No peer pressure."
"Wal-Mart?" the preacher exclaimed. "Why Wal-Mart?" "Then I'll be sure my daughters visit me twice a week."
I don't want to brag or make anyone jealous or anything, but I can still fit into the earrings I wore in high school.