Dinner Plans

Dinner Plans…

A group of 40-year-old buddies discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally, it was agreed that they should meet at Gasthaus Gutenberger because the waitresses there have low-cut blouses and nice breasts.

10 years later, the same group met, and once again, they discuss where they should get together for dinner. Finally, it was agreed that they should meet at the Gasthaus Gutenberger because the food there was very good and the wine selection was excellent.

10 years later, the group met once again, and they discussed where they should have dinner. Finally, they agreed to meet at the Gasthaus Gutenberger because they could eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant was smoke-free.

10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group met again and once again they discussed where they should meet for dinner. And finally, it was agreed that they would meet at the Gasthaus Gutenberger because the restaurant was wheelchair accessible and had an elevator.

10 years later, the group reconvened, and again they discussed their plans for a reunion dinner. They agreed to meet at the Gasthaus Gutenberger because they have never been there before.

What kind of plane do you fly?

Cherokee 140
In the supermarket this evening I spotted a woman with distinctive white hair coming down the aisle towards me. I thought I recognized her as half of a couple, friends of my neighbor, who I had taken flying a couple of years ago.

I’d run into them several times since, and they always stop to say “hi” and ask how the flying is going.

As we passed, I waved and said hello. The woman looked at me, puzzled, and asked if she was supposed to know me.

I could tell now that this was not the same lady.

Sorry, I said. I thought that I had taken you and your husband flying.

No.

But my husband IS a pilot.

Then she continues, “What kind of plane do you have?”

A Piper Cherokee, I answer.

The look on her face was all-telling.

“Oh NO! He wouldn’t have gotten into THAT.

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