"Hey Myrtle, you should have been at Ye Olde Martha Grimes Pub tonight, Pervey told us the story of runner James Simpson who was the oldest man ever to compete in the Olympics!
"That was a good one, Moley."
"I ain't told it yet. Now it seems they interviewed James prior to the big match, he told the reporter that being in the Olympics at 80-years old wasn't all that big of a thing."
"Ha! Ha! Best one yet. Now let's go upstairs to bed."
"I ain't through yet. James said that his dad was 101 and still running a farm. He would have been to the Olympics to see James but he was to be at his dad's wedding as his best man...his dad was 122."
"What would an old fart like that wanna get married for?"
"He didn't! You see, James said he HAD to marry the woman because she was in the family way."
"Is that it?"
"Yes, that's it!"
"Then let's go upstairs! If you last half as long as that tale, it'll surprise me."