Three men were discussing aging at the nursing home. "Sixty is the worst age to be," said the sixty year old. "You always feel like you have to pee. And most of the time, you stand at the toilet and nothing comes out!" "Ah, that's nothin'," said the seventy year old. "When you're seventy, you can't even poop anymore. You take laxatives, eat bran, you sit on the toilet all day and nothin' comes out!" "Actually," said the eighty year old, "Eighty is the worst age of all." "Do you have trouble peeing too?" asked the sixty year old. "No, not really. I pee every morning at 6:00. I pee like a racehorse on a flat rock; no problem at all." "Do you have trouble pooping?" "No, I poop every morning at 6:30." With great exasperation, the sixty year old said, "Let me get this straight. You pee every morning at 6:00 and poop every morning at 6:30. So what's so tough about being eighty?" "I don't wake up until 7:00."