I was standing in line at the post office yesterday afternoon when Arnie walked in...
 
Now Arnie is a guy I've written about before - he hangs out with some of 'the old guys' at MacDonald's every morning.  "A senior coffee and a hot fudge sundae."  Some days, "A senior coffee and four apple pies."  Occasionally it's five pies.  Once in a while, "The pancake breakfast, and I need a syrup for each pancake."  The other guys keep telling Arnie that this type of diet 'will kill him,' but as he approaches 80, the dire consequences his 'old guy' friends predict don't seem to bother him.
 
Arnie obviously has a sweet tooth, like the one I inherited from my grandfather.  And speaking of Grandpa, Arnie also has a thick German accent like Grandpa had.  In fact, as you read those quotes above, if you can picture Sergeant Schultz from the old 'Hogan's Heroes' television show, you'll have a pretty good idea of how Arnie sounds.
 
Anyway, the post office...  Arnie walks in yesterday, gets behind me in line and says, "How you doin'?"
 
"Pretty good...for an 'old guy.'"  That's pretty much "my line" and has been for quite a few years.  My predecessor at Christ frequently answered the 'How you doin'?' question with:  "I was better...but I got over it." or "On a scale of 1 to 73, about a fourteen point..."
 
Anyway, yes, the post office...  "Pretty good...for an 'old guy.'" wasn't what I should have said to Arnie.
 
"You, old?  Hah!  I betcha dat I am olter dan you!  I'm probably older den efryone in dis whole place......except maybe fer dat lady in da front a da line, whaddayatink...?"

Moral of the Story:

If you live to be 80, you can eat hot fudge sundae's for breakfast...and pretty much say whatever you want.