A Good Man Lost

A friend of mine, whom i have worked with for the past two years, passed away suddenly earlier this week.  He was a good man, and could always lift a room up regardless of the environment.

We were having a chat a couple weeks ago, and all of a sudden he started giggling.  When I asked what was so funny, he came back with this joke: 



Two old age pensioners are having a 69. 

After five minutes he says, “Sorry, love, the smell’s too bad down there – I can’t carry on.” 

“That’ll be my arthritis,” she says. 

“What? I never heard of anyone having arthritis in their fanny before.” 

“No,” she says. “It’s in my arms and hands… I can’t wipe me arse.”

Courtesy of Sickipedia.org: http://www.sickipedia.org/illness-and-mortality/arthritis#ixzz3lBVqr0bx





You will be missed my friend,  I hope you have found some rest. 
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