Screw the sombrero's dude, we hep a*****lvs to a jenuwhine island with the Macoy palm trees....bigunuff for 4 blondes....have nuff Jose to start a pissing contest.....3 bells! time to scrub up for the local Margarita's, more of this I reckon ........" Having reached the age of 60, I went to apply for a Pension last week. After waiting in line for a very long time, I finally got tothe counter. The clerk requested the necessary papers to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized, to my great dismay, that I had left my wallet on the nightstand in my bedroom. I told the lady that I was sorry, but I seemed to have left my wallet at home. "I'll have to go get it and come back later," I said. At that point, she said to me, "Unbutton your shirt." Although confused, I opened my shirt, revealing lots of curly silver hair. She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me," and with that, she promptly processed my application. When I got home, I told Jose about my experience at the Pension Office. He listened to the whole story and then said "You should have dropped your pants; you might have gotten disability, too." Keep it cool & peace amigo. Adios.
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