I was working in my yard when a car came crashing through my hedge and ended up on my front lawn. I rushed to help an elderly lady driver out of the car.
I said with excitement, “You appear quite elderly to be driving.”
“Yes, I am,” she replied proudly. “I’ll be 97 next month, and I am now old enough that I don’t need a driver’s license anymore.”
She continued, “The last time I went to my doctor, he examined me and asked if I had a driver’s license. I told him yes and handed it to him. He took scissors and cut up my license and threw the pieces into the waste basket.”
He said, “You won’t need this anymore,” so I thanked him and left!
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