Re: TOT baby boom part 4



Oh, yes, and there should be sex shops within walking distance of the care
home...

grin.
Brian

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"Bill Wright" <insertmybusinessname@xxxxxxx> wrote in message
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Here are some of my favourite phrases and sayings:
· My dustbin hasn't got a microchip because I put it in the
dustbin.
· Why do you want to know my age? What's that got to do with it?
· Not on your life, you nasty little prodnosed ***. (This one
is mainly for use with council officials.)
· You bet I'll be taking my business elsewhere, and I'll be telling
everyone why on the local Old People's Forum and in letters to the papers.
· My daughter is a lawyer and she's very protective and also going
through the menopause. So go ahead, treat me like ***.
· Why have I blocked you in? Because you've parked in a disabled
space.
· If you want to talk to me you'd better learn some basic English.
· I've paid taxes all my life and you will damned well treat me
with respect.
· I'm beginning to suspect that you are discriminating against me
on the grounds of age. Would you like to reconsider your attitude before I
wrap this Zimmer frame around your neck?
· Could you turn the music down please? (Followed ten minutes later
by 'Where are my wire cutters?')
· That clipboard you're carrying - has it got sharp edges? Fact is,
I'm gonna insert it into your body any minute now if you don't stop asking
impertinent questions.
· If I want to use tungsten bulbs I'll bloody well use tungsten
bulbs. I've got a hundred of them in my cupboard; that should be enough to
last me.

Don't blame us for this belligerence. We can only be what society and
history have made us. Remember that child-centred education and that
indulgent post-war Nirvana! Remember the sixties! We might have turned out
to be nice malleable old duffers like our parents, happy to queue outside
the doctors for an hour in the pouring rain, if the world hadn't treated
us so well. As it is, the next set of bright young things who plan to run
the world had better sit up and take notice. The boomers are coming!



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