My elderly mother was rushed to the hospital following a serious tumble. There the staff placed a band around her wrist with large letters warning: Fall Risk.
Unimpressed, Mom said to me, “I’ll have them know I’m a winter, spring, and summer risk too!”
Dr. Stitchem was trying very hard to convince Percy that he should give up drinking.
"Ever notice a cactus plant?" he asked Percy. "If you pour water around its roots it thrives, turns greener, and grows bigger. Take the same cactus plant. Pour vile liquor on it and what happens? It shrivels, it shrinks, it dies. Doesn't this teach you anything?"
"Yes," said Percy. "If you want a cactus growing in your stomach drink water."
You're in incredible shape," the doctor said. "How old are you again"?
"I am 78," the man said.
"78!" remarked the doctor. "How do you stay so healthy? You look like a 60-year-old."
"Well, my wife and I made a pact when we got married that whenever she got mad, she would go into the kitchen and cool off and I would go outside for a walk to settle down," the man explained.
"What does that have to do with it?” asked the doctor.
"I've pretty much lived an outdoor life."