When Enrique retired, he went into the social security office to apply for Social Security. After waiting in line for a long time he got to the counter. The woman at the counter asked him for his driver's license to verify his age. He was most embarrased to find that he had left his wallet at home.

He told the woman he was very sorry and asked, "will I have to go home and come back again?????".

The woman said, "unbutton your shirt".

"I beg your pardon?", said Enrique.

"Unbutton your shirt" she repeated.

So, Enrique opened his shirt, exposing his manly chest, covered in a mass of curly, silver hair.

She said, "The silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me", and processed his Social Security application.

When he arrived back home, Enrique excitedly told his wife about his experience at the Social Security office.

She said, "You should have dropped your pants, you might have qualified for disability as well".

Rick.

:devious: :devious:

Hahaha,....missed this one when it came by the first time.

Only problem with this is that unfortunately the few hairs on my chest have faded to near-invisible shade of nothing, and the beer belly has started to make deposits in .....upper areas. Jerry Seinfeld's "Bro" may someday be a necessity.....

With my luck, she'd change my M to an F.......could I then use the forward Tee's?

As long as you've got the Frank Costanza attitude to go with it, you'll be good to go.

A moment of silence for Don Knotts too if I may hijack this a little bit. I'm really going to miss Barney.