Yeah! Elderday!

strangeguitar: Yeah! Elderday!

Somehow this is no where as cute as cats.

Help, I've risen and I can't fall down.

That headline is an instant classic!

/Sort of like instant coffee
//In a good way

Lemon party?

/where's the beef?

I can has dangelderday?

a ridiculous story and one of the most poorly written articles that i've seen in quite a while. i'm betting that the journalist is either foreign, under 12 years old, or extremely lazy. great find!

Somehow this seems fitting. Sunday, church, old ladies, old guy stuck in a tree instead of falling off it, and all that.

Elderday not very poplar, but maple with thyme that will change.

It's the only way a 83 year old could get wood.

rajuncajun1369: WTF was that? Go look up the definition of pun.

Anyways, this is not a cliche I would enjoy. And where's my caturday thread, dammit?

Jument: rajuncajun1369: WTF was that? Go look up the definition of pun.

Anyways, this is not a cliche I would enjoy. And where's my caturday thread, dammit?

When trying to dis people, try not to look completely ignernet yer own self, k?

Caturday thread was here: Caturday pops (new window)

okay, IDNRTFA, but I have a comment:
I think they should have just left him alone.
Now, the poor, old, farker will probably just die of old age (probably in some state funded "nursing home").
That's NOT a good, nor dignified, way to leave this world.
If he'd went up in that tree with a couple dozen boiled eggs (perhaps even pickled, though I have no experience with such things), a large bowl of beans, and some organic broccoli...
How much better can you expect an 83 yo man to go out of this world?
I mean really, unless he has firearms, and then... no I'm sorry... NO firearms! Just the nasty farts floating down upon the fire dept. guys. That's the NOT the way I want to og out, but it sure aint the worst way, now is it?

I spent the majority of my Saturday helping old people. So I hate this thread. I prefer Caturday please.

baka-san: I'll raise you.

AS IF
and may I say, for when I get there:
IF ONLY!!

Hal B. Sure: Help, I've risen and I can't fall down.

Alright, I LOLed pretty damn hard at that.

Thorazine:

For those nasty little disturbances in the political threads; Promt Relief, even for senile agitation!

/all for it!

Three guesses as to what he smells like.

Answer:
seirrebredle

Dispector: I spent the majority of my Saturday helping old people. So I hate this thread. I prefer Caturday please.

Props to you for helping out. Just got back from 3 very ugly weeks spent with my 85 year old grandmother - I've come to the conclusion that the only way that anyone can do elder care/help/whatever is the fact that they get to go home at the end of their shift.

After reading the article, I'm also happy my grandmother doesn't climb trees.

+1 subby you brightened my night.

THE GERMAN ACCENT ONLY WORKS WITH HITLER CATS ON CATURDAY!

/sorry, super pet peeve

Didn't this happen to Victor Meldrew on an episode of 'One Foot in the Grave'?

in the mans defense, he was senile and thought he was a cat.

Great thread :)

/why do they always fall over for no reason other than to amuse me?

Leave it alone; he'll come down on his own.

You never see any human skeletons in trees do you?

Scott77
Leave it alone; he'll come down on his own.

You never see any human skeletons in trees do you?

Only during the holidays:



/don't hate me 'cause I hotlink

"I don't want to go on the cart!"

An elderly man was stuck in a tree for several hour on Saturday afternoon on the south side before anyone realized he needed help.

Oh, the south side. That pretty much explains everything.

subby: He can has Elderday?

Depends.

Elderday is here to stay. Dum dum dum dum dum!

HOVEROUND NATION!!!!

/we're old, we're bold, we're mind-controlled

OK who just made poo?

or

The boarder patrol of the Wilson lawn, take a moment to waive at people who are not there.

Didn't RTFA. Was Tackleberry summoned?

"Grandpa's fallen, and he's getting up!"

/movie... hope this isn't obscure..

"Well, we can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One is to tell stories that don't go anywhere! Like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so I decided to go to Morganville, which is what we called Shelbyville in those days. So, I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. "Give me five bees for a quarter," you'd say! Now where was I? Oh yeah! The important thing to remember is that I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions, 'cause of the war. The only ones you could get were those big yellow ones..."

Farkansas Native: "Grandpa's fallen, and he's getting up!"

/movie... hope this isn't obscure..

Nothing is obscure on Fark, especially when I just watched Fido two nights ago.