Good genes
Silvio, an 80-year-old italian goes to the doctor for a check-up. The
doctor is amazed at what good shape the guy is in and as sharp as a
tack and asks, “how do you stay in such great physical
condition?”
“i’m italian and i am a golfer,” says silvio, “and that’s
why i’m in such good shape. I’m up well before daylight and out
golfing up and down the fairways. I have a glass of vino, and all is
well.”
"well,” says the doctor, “i’m sure that helps, but there’s
got to be more to it. How old was your father when he died?
"who said he was dead?"
the doctor is amazed. “you mean you’re 80 years old and your
father’s still alive. How old is he?”
“he’s 100 years old,” says silvio. “in fact, he golfed with
me this morning, and then we went to the topless beach for a walk and
had a little vino and that’s why he’s still alive. He’s italian
and he’s a golfer, too.”
“well,” the doctor says, “that’s great, but i’m sure
there’s more to it than that. How about your father’s father? How
old was he when he died? “
“who said my grandfather’s dead?”
stunned, the doctor asks, “you mean you’re 80 years old
and your grandfather”s still living! Incredible! How old is he?”
“he’s 118 years old,” says the old italian golfer.
The doctor is getting frustrated at this point, “so, i guess he
went golfing with you this morning, too?”
“no, no, he couldn’t go this morning, because he’s getting
married today.”
at this point the doctor is close to losing it. “getting married?
Why would a 118 year- old guy want to get married?”
“who said he wanted to?”
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