I was amused last week when my 92 year old mother came home from an outing that included a trip to the doctor (annual physical) and a stop at Panda Express for her favorite Chinese food. The doctor had told her she was diabetic and needed to take more care with her diet, but her fortune cookie said, “You have many years of life and good health in front of you!” So she dove into her dinner and then relished her rich, sugary dessert. At 92 you get to choose who to believe!
Many years ago Johnny Carson had George Burns on as a guest. George was close to 100 years old at the time. Johnny asked George what his doctors thought of George’s five cigars and two martini a day habit. George replied, “I don’t know, they’re all dead.”
I once met a man who had a dollar. I, too, had a dollar.
We exchanged dollars. We each still had one dollar.
I once met a man who had an idea. I, too, had an idea.
We exchanged ideas. Now, we both had two ideas.
You must eat in a high class Chinese restaurant. The fortune cookies I get are either unintelligible or seem to be written by someone who is very tired of his job. And, not to nitpick, but strictly for your edification, I believe that the Chinese ideogram for trouble is two women under one roof, not two wives.