An 80-year old man goes to the doctor for a checkup.
The doctor is amazed at what good shape the guy is in and asks, > “How do you stay in such great physical condition?”
I’m a golfer,” says the old guy, “and that’s why I’m in such > good shape.
I’m up well before daylight and out golfing up and down the > fairways.”
“Well,” says the doctor, “I’m sure that helps, but there’s got > to be more to it. How old was your dad when he died?”
“Who said my dad’s dead?”
The doctor is amazed. “You mean you’re 80 years old and your > dad’s still alive. How old is he?”
“He’s 100 years old,” says the old golfer. “In fact, he golfed > with me this morning, and that’s why he’s still alive. 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 dad’s dad? How old was he when he > died?”
“Who said my grandpa’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 golfer.”
The doctor is getting frustrated at this point, “So, I guess he > went golfing with you this morning too?”
“No. Grandpa 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?”