The Loony Bin
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Wed, 26 Jun 1996 08:26:22 +0100
Hiya Guys & Gals...
Here's a bit of a story about a poor unfortunate Altzheimers sufferer...
Wishes & Dreams...
- ANDREA
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This chap was walking along the seafront in Eastbourne and comes across
an old man sitting on a bench crying his eyes out. Unable to walk past,
he approaches him and says:
"Oy mate, what's the matter?"
"Well" blubs the old man. "I've got Altzheimers disease and I keep
losing my memory. So the council have sent me this woman who lives in my
house and looks after me."
"Well what's so bad about that?"
"Oh she's beautiful", says the old man, "and in the morning to wake me
up she climbs into bed with me and we have a great time. Then she makes
my breakfast..."
"So why are you crying?"
"... and then after lunch she invites three of her friends round for a
drink. Then we play strip poker and we all roll on the bed together and
have great time all afternoon. And in the evening she makes me a great
supper, with wine and port, and then after supper when she's done all
the clearing up we go back to bed and make more love."
"So why are you crying?"
"I've forgotten where I live!"