typhoon Posted February 7, 2011 Share Posted February 7, 2011 got in the car ,drove to the main road ,and could not think where to go?? so went home again,<deleted>... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Semper Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Don't drive when intoxicated. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
manarak Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 what were the OP's 143 other posts like? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
typhoon Posted February 8, 2011 Author Share Posted February 8, 2011 what were the OP's 143 other posts like? a load of crap most of the time Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JurgenG Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Ridin' along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin' wild Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Ridin' along in my automobile I was anxious to tell her the way I feel, So I told her softly and sincere, And she leaned and whispered in my ear Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow, With no particular place to go. No particular place to go, So we parked way out on the Kokomo The night was young and the moon was gold So we both decided to take a stroll Can you imagine the way I felt? I couldn't unfasten her safety belt! Ridin' along in my calaboose Still tryin' to get her belt aloose All the way home I held a grudge, For the safety belt that wouldn't budge Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
typhoon Posted February 8, 2011 Author Share Posted February 8, 2011 Ridin' along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin' wild Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Ridin' along in my automobile I was anxious to tell her the way I feel, So I told her softly and sincere, And she leaned and whispered in my ear Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow, With no particular place to go. No particular place to go, So we parked way out on the Kokomo The night was young and the moon was gold So we both decided to take a stroll Can you imagine the way I felt? I couldn't unfasten her safety belt! Ridin' along in my calaboose Still tryin' to get her belt aloose All the way home I held a grudge, For the safety belt that wouldn't budge Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Chuck berry,great song Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shotime Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Take a walk. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanForbes Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 It happens when you get older. You go upstairs to get something and spot something along the way that needs taking care of. Then, when you return down stairs you remember what you originally went upstairs to get. It happens all the time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jimbeam1 Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 (edited) Hmm time for a holiday me thinks? Er, Just noted the time you posted. Certainly time for a hoilday. jb1 Edited February 8, 2011 by jimbeam1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mario299 Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 It happens when you get older. You go upstairs to get something and spot something along the way that needs taking care of. Then, when you return down stairs you remember what you originally went upstairs to get. It happens all the time. Ian This might explain why you take so many pictures...helps you remember where you went and what you went there for?? mario299 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thongkorn Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 I do the same. i get as far as the road , then some nice men come and pick me up and put me in a nice warm room, they give me a few needles and usualy i am good again after a few weeks , Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patsycat Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 It's called a CRAFT moment (Can't Remember A F***ing Thing). Don't worry, you are not alone... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farang0tang Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Alzheimers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Farang0tang Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Alzheimers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welsh1 Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Its a old age thing. First you start forgetting names,Then you start forgetting faces, Then you forget to pull your zipper up ..then you forget to pull your zipper down Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
transam Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 (edited) Its a old age thing. First you start forgetting names,Then you start forgetting faces, Then you forget to pull your zipper up ..then you forget to pull your zipper down Yep, that's me al-right. :Glad to hear it's normal for, eeeer, forgot, oh yes, remembered, Seniors. Edited February 8, 2011 by transam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
happyrobert Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 It happens when you get older. You go upstairs to get something and spot something along the way that needs taking care of. Then, when you return down stairs you remember what you originally went upstairs to get. It happens all the time. I don't have anything upstairs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
geronimo Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Two elderly guys who play golf together took their wives to a party. "Hey didn't you go to that memory clinic last week?" One asked the other. "Oh yes, it was wonderful. They taught us all these association techniques, improved my life no end!" his friend replied. "Great! I'd like to give it a try, what was the name of the clinic?" The old man looked puzzled for a second, then a beaming smile came across his face and he said "What's that flower with a long green stem. It has thorns on it and the flower petals can be red, white or even yellow?" ............. "Rose" his friend cried ...... "YES That's it!" Rose, what was the name of that clinic?" he turned to his wife. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whybother Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Alzheimers Alzheimers Did you forget you posted the first one? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moonrakers Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 I find the best trips are the ones where you have no particular destination in mind, just sort of set off and see where you end up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welsh1 Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 A ninety-four-year-old man is sitting on a park bench, sobbing, when a young man walks by and asks him what's wrong. Through his tears the old man answers, "I'm in love with a twenty-two-year-old woman." "What's wrong with that?" asks the young man. Between his sobs and sniffles, he answers, "You don't understand. Every morning before she goes to work, we make love. At lunch time she comes home and we make love again, and then she makes my favorite meal. In the afternoon when she gets a break, she rushes home and gives me oral sex, the best an old man could want. And then at supper time, and all night long, we make love." He breaks down, no longer able to speak. The young man puts his arm around him. "I don't understand. It sounds like you have the perfect relationship. Why are you crying?" The senile old man answers, again through his tears, "I forgot where I live. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JurgenG Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 I was just reading again your opening post and trying to found out what was bothering me. "got in the car ,drove to the main road ,and could not think where to go?? so went home again,<deleted>... " What's wrong with just enjoying the ride ? Why do you need seomewhere to go ? Cruisin , it's a life style, Unfortunately not for everybody Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
typhoon Posted February 8, 2011 Author Share Posted February 8, 2011 I do the same. i get as far as the road , then some nice men come and pick me up and put me in a nice warm room, they give me a few needles and usualy i am good again after a few weeks , Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
typhoon Posted February 8, 2011 Author Share Posted February 8, 2011 I was just reading again your opening post and trying to found out what was bothering me. "got in the car ,drove to the main road ,and could not think where to go?? so went home again,<deleted>... " What's wrong with just enjoying the ride ? Why do you need seomewhere to go ? Cruisin , it's a life style, Unfortunately not for everybody I agree with u,its nice just to drive around sometimes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
typhoon Posted February 8, 2011 Author Share Posted February 8, 2011 Alzheimers <deleted>.iam only 50.i think... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JurgenG Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 I was just reading again your opening post and trying to found out what was bothering me. "got in the car ,drove to the main road ,and could not think where to go?? so went home again,<deleted>... " What's wrong with just enjoying the ride ? Why do you need seomewhere to go ? Cruisin , it's a life style, Unfortunately not for everybody I agree with u,its nice just to drive around sometimes I agree Pls meet Pim, she lives down the road and twice a month she needs a ride to Bangkok Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JurgenG Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Ok, it's just a fantasy Cruisin' and playin' the radio With no particular place to go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanForbes Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 It happens when you get older. You go upstairs to get something and spot something along the way that needs taking care of. Then, when you return down stairs you remember what you originally went upstairs to get. It happens all the time. Ian This might explain why you take so many pictures...helps you remember where you went and what you went there for?? mario299 Maybe that was why someone was sticking pictures of me all over Chiang Mai. I can't recall why I was in the woman's washroom for, though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mario299 Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Maybe that was why someone was sticking pictures of me all over Chiang Mai. I can't recall why I was in the woman's washroom for, though. Any mention of a reward?? mario299 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanForbes Posted February 8, 2011 Share Posted February 8, 2011 Maybe that was why someone was sticking pictures of me all over Chiang Mai. I can't recall why I was in the woman's washroom for, though. Any mention of a reward?? mario299 If there had been then it's too late. Somebody already collected my scalp. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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