An old fella was celebrating 92 years on this earth.
He spoke to his toes. "Hello toes!" he said. "How are you? You
know, you are 92 today. Oh the times we've had! Remember how we
walked on the park in the summer every Sunday afternoon. The times we
waltzed on the dance Floor? Happy Birthday toes!"
"Hello, knees," he continued. "How are you? You know you're 92
today. Oh, the times we've had! Remember when we marched in the
parade? Oh, the hurdles we've jumped together. Happy Birthday,
knees."
Then, he looked down at his crotch. "Hello Willie! You little
bugger. Just think. If you were alive today, you'd be 92.
