Thursday, April 27, 2006

More Than A Bad Hair Day

Earl Pickles:
Sometimes I forget that I'm old. I mean, I know I'm old, but inside I still sometimes feel like I did when I was a lad of fifteen. So occasionally I'll look in the mirror and be surprised to see an old man staring back at me.
Daughter:
Ah, that would explain the shriek I heard coming from the bathroom this morning.