Bill Engvall: 15º Off Cool2007

Bill Engvall:
[Bill gives an example on being old] One morning, my son left to go to school and I was sitting at the coffee table in my bathrobe, reading the morning paper. My wife comes from behind me, starts kissing me on the neck, and goes, "Hey good-lookin', lets go upstairs and make love." And I *thought* about it! Wh-when did that start? God almighty, if I had been 20, that paper still would be hanging in the air. A trail of fire up the stairs. Now, I sit there going, "Ugh, that's 14 steps right there."