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27Feb/050

>The senility prayer

>God grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway, the good fortune to run into the ones I do, and the eyesight to tell the difference...

Now that I am older, here's what I have discovered:

I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.
I finally got my head together, now my body is falling apart.
Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded . . .
All reports are in; life is now officially unfair.
If all is not lost, where is it?
It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.
I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few.
Kids in the back seat cause accidents.
Accidents in the back seat - cause kids. (no personal experience in this ... :D .)
It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been anywhere.
Only time the world beats a path to your door is when you're in the bathroom.
If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would have put them on my knees.
When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone decide to play chess?
It's not hard to meet expenses... they're everywhere.
The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
These days I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter....

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