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17 hours ago, VPI78 said:

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And Rod Stewart has become the oldest Male singer to get a UK number one at 74.

The oldest female was Gracie Fields,  I think she was in her 90s.

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13 hours ago, awesum4 said:

And Rod Stewart has become the oldest Male singer to get a UK number one at 74.

The oldest female was Gracie Fields,  I think she was in her 90s.

Rod has certainly led a charmed life. I reckon genetics has 90% to do with longevity, healthy habits 5% ... and dumb luck 5%.

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Paddy went to his local supermarket after a lunchtime session to do some shopping. With his list, he went to reach for the largest cucumber in the shop when this tall sexy looking blonde also went to grab it.

“Oh yeah, I bet I know now why you be wanting the biggest one,” he winked. “You’ve got me” she giggled, “Do you fancy coming back to mine and watching?”

“No thanks,” said Paddy, “I’ve got better things to do with me time than be standing around watching a woman make sandwiches.”

 
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A Kodak Moment

The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, ‘Well, I’m off now. The man should be here soon.’        
 
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. ‘Good morning, Ma’am’, he said, ‘I’ve come to…’           
 
‘Oh, no need to explain,’ Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, ‘I’ve been expecting you.’        
 
‘Have you really?’ said the photographer. ‘Well, that’s good. Did you know babies are my specialty?’           
 
‘Well that’s what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat !.   
 
After a moment she asked, blushing, ‘Well, where do we start?’      
 
‘Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.’      
 
‘Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn’t work out for Harry and me!’        
 
‘Well, Ma’am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I’m sure you’ll be pleased with the results.’           
 
‘My, that’s a lot!’, gasped Mrs. Smith..      
‘Ma’am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I’d love to be In and out in five minutes, but I’m sure you’d be disappointed with that.’        
 
‘Don’t I know it,’ said Mrs. Smith quietly.     

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 
‘This was done on the top of a bus,’ he said.  
 
‘Oh, my God!’ Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.
 
‘And these twins turned out exceptionally well – when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.’
 
‘She was difficult?’ asked Mrs. Smith.     
‘Yes, I’m afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look’
 
‘Four and five deep?’ said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement..
 
‘Yes’, the photographer replied. ‘And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling – I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.’  
 
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. ‘Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh…equipment?’
 
‘It’s true, Ma’am, yes.. Well, if you’re ready, I’ll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.’
 
‘Tripod?’     
‘Oh yes, Ma’am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much too big to be held in the hand for long.’

Mrs. Smith fainted

 

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2 hours ago, kuranda_bagman said:

A Kodak Moment

The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, ‘Well, I’m off now. The man should be here soon.’        
 
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. ‘Good morning, Ma’am’, he said, ‘I’ve come to…’           
 
‘Oh, no need to explain,’ Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, ‘I’ve been expecting you.’        
 
‘Have you really?’ said the photographer. ‘Well, that’s good. Did you know babies are my specialty?’           
 
‘Well that’s what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat !.   
 
After a moment she asked, blushing, ‘Well, where do we start?’      
 
‘Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.’      
 
‘Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn’t work out for Harry and me!’        
 
‘Well, Ma’am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I’m sure you’ll be pleased with the results.’           
 
‘My, that’s a lot!’, gasped Mrs. Smith..      
‘Ma’am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I’d love to be In and out in five minutes, but I’m sure you’d be disappointed with that.’        
 
‘Don’t I know it,’ said Mrs. Smith quietly.     

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 
‘This was done on the top of a bus,’ he said.  
 
‘Oh, my God!’ Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.
 
‘And these twins turned out exceptionally well – when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.’
 
‘She was difficult?’ asked Mrs. Smith.     
‘Yes, I’m afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look’
 
‘Four and five deep?’ said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement..
 
‘Yes’, the photographer replied. ‘And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling – I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.’  
 
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. ‘Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh…equipment?’
 
‘It’s true, Ma’am, yes.. Well, if you’re ready, I’ll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.’
 
‘Tripod?’     
‘Oh yes, Ma’am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much too big to be held in the hand for long.’

Mrs. Smith fainted

 

Good one.  I am stealing it.

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