Old guy told me a story of how he lost his teeth. I was at a bar one night and one woman, ugly and fat as can be, walked in. She noticed me and came up behind me and smacked my behind. ""Hey buddy, I like old guys, so how about you give me your number?"" She said. I turned around to look at her with a pause. ""You got a pen?"" ""Sure do."" ""Well you'd better get back in it before the farm realizes you're missing."" My surgery is next Monday.