An old man woke up to celebrate 92nd birthday.


He spoke to his toes. He said, “Hello toes! How are you?  You know,

 you’re 92 today.  Oh the times we’ve had!  Remember we walked in

 the park in the summer every Sunday afternoon?  The times we

 waltzed on the dance floor?  Happy Birthday, toes!”


“Hello, knees,” he continued.  “How are you?  You know you’re 92

 today.  Oh, the times we’ve had!  Remember when we marched in

 the parade?  Oh, the hurdles we’ve jumped together.  Happy

 Birthday, knees.”


Then, he looked down at his crotch.  “Hello Willie, you little bugger. 

 Just think, if you were alive today, you’d be 92.”