A group of older City 4th Graders were talking back at the City Bowling Club after a training session.
”My arms are so weak I could hardly throw the ball,” said Paul.“Yes, I know. My cataracts are so bad I can’t even see the ball,” replied Terry.
“I couldn't hold the bat because of the arthritis in my fingers,” said Ron, to which several nodded in agreement.“I guess that’s the price we pay for getting old,”Then there was a short moment of silence.
“Well, it’s not that bad,” said Garry Whale cheerfully. “Thank God we have our Voltaren 25’s."
GOOOOOOOOOOO the not so younger CITY
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