Old Pa Jones was getting ready to go into town to apply for
Social Security.
Old Ma Jones says, "But Pa, you don't have a birth certificate.
How are you gonna prove your age?"
"Now don't you worry, Ma," says Pa, and he leaves for town.
Old Pa returns home a few hours later and reports that he'll be
getting the first check in about three weeks.
"So how'd ya prove your age?" asks Ma.
"Easy," says Pa, smiling. "I just unbuttoned my shirt and showed
'em all the gray hairs on my chest."
"Well, while you were at it," scolds Ma, "why didn't you drop
your pants and apply for disability?"