From the depths of email forwarding pops this gem . . .
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With all the new technology regarding fertility recently, a 65-year-old acquaintance was able to give birth. When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, we went to visit.
"May I see the new baby?" I asked
"Not yet," She said "I'll make coffee and we can
talk for a while first."
Thirty minutes had passed, and I asked, "May I see the new baby now?"
"No, not yet," She said.
After another few minutes had elapsed, I asked again, "May I see the baby now?"
"No, not yet," replied my friend.
Growing very impatient, I asked, "Well, when can I see the baby?"
"When he cries," she told me.
"WHEN HE CRIES?" I demanded. "Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?"
"Because I forgot where I put him, Okay?!!"
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When I feel like I'm losing my mind, I can be glad I'm not this bad yet! lol
