When Ole began going to the Senior Citizen's Club occasionally, he struck up a conversation with another man named Gusta. One day, Gusta said, "I bet yew can't guess how old I am." "Bet I can," said Ole. "How much do yew vant to bet?" "I'll bet yewu five bucks," replied Gusta. "Ok," said Ole, "drop your pants and I'll tell yew your age." Gusta objected, but finally dropped his drawers. Said Ole, "Yew are 85." Gusta responded, "Dat's amazing. How could yew tell?" "Yew told me yesterday," answered Ole. Sent from my iPad John Ferman Minneapolis, MN