"You need to dye it, Phil," she said to the old man. "Dye it?" he responded, "Why, what color is it now?" "No," she screamed, "I said, you need diet pills!" Yeah, he needed a couple of Diet Pills right now. And he knew right where he would shove them too -- one in each of his ears.
Ever since they crossed the octogenarian threshold, the years had become less kind to them. Gravity's almost century long tug on his body had given his wrinkles wrinkles. Her eyesight had began to weaken. With her failing eyesight, she started confusing his wrinkles as fat. What bothered him was why should it matter now? One of the reasons he married her 60 years ago was so that he didn't have to worry about holding his stomach in. Oh well. Thank goodness that his hearing was weakening right along with her eyesight. It was as they say, a match made in heaven -- which, fortunately, allowed them to endure the hell that they made for each other now.
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