You Know You Are Old When

[BravoXray]

YKYO when you remember picking up the phone and waiting for the operator to ask you for the number you wanted to call.

 

[scootr]

YKYO when you remember picking up the phone and waiting for the operator to ask you for the number you wanted to call.

Well I guess !

 

[masseyrider]

YKYO when you remember picking up the phone and waiting for the operator to ask you for the number you wanted to call.

Sarah? Could you get me Barney's place?

 

[MossRoad]

I remember when goalies didn't wear a mask. I think it was Jacques Plante of the Canadians who started it.

Good grief no teef!

 

[MossRoad]

... Everything is going electronic and sometimes it's just nice to open a newspaper and read the news.

Tell me about it... spent 30 years working at the newspaper. I'm running out of fire starter and wrapping paper.

We could get newsprint core ends for free. They had about 1/2-1" of newsprint on them. Great for packing boxes, and lasted a long time. 8 years on, and I'm on my last core.

 

[MossRoad]

YKYO when you remember picking up the phone and waiting for the operator to ask you for the number you wanted to call.

OK I'm not THAT old!

 

[not2old]

Good grief no teef!

That was a good description of Johnny Bower with Toronto and Lorne Worsley with the Rangers.

 

[scootr]

 

[orezok]

WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS - OLD SANTA WAS PISSED.
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks
I have a good mind to scrap the whole works.
I've busted my arse for damn near a year,
Instead of "Thanks Santa" - what do I hear?
The old lady's mad cause I work late at night
The elves want more money - The reindeer all fight.
Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids
Vixen is pregnant and Cupid has AIDS
And just when I thought that things would get better
Those a**holes from IRS sent me a letter
They say I owe taxes - if that ain't damn funny
Who the hell ever sent Santa Clause any money?
And the kids these days - they all are the pits
They want the impossible ...Those mean little *****
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls...Their arms, legs and heads
I made a ton of yo yo's - No request for them
They want computers and robots...they think I'm IBM!
Flying through the air...dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I'm quitting this job...there's just no enjoyment
I'll sit on my fat arse and draw unemployment
There's no Christmas this year...now you know the reason
I FOUND ME A BLONDE.. I'M GOING SOUTH FOR THE SEASON!