There was a time when I used to go out and chase wild, wild women. They'd run like hell but I'd still catch 'em.
Nowadays it's different. They walk, don't need to run... but I still can't catch 'em.
Then there was the time I was talking to an old lady as we sat on a park bench and fed the ducks. We were having a lovely conversation about grandkids and great grandkids, then it got on to wills and funeral insurance, etc.
Yeah, it was getting a bit morbid and wanted to change the subject, so I said to her: "You know how people go stiff when they're dead?"
She said: "Yes, as matter of fact I do."
So I said: "Well put yer hand in my pocket and see if I'm dying."