I remember the joke about the old Vietnam Veteran who went to a cemetery to see Jane Fonda’s grave site.
“You can’t miss it,” said the caretaker. “Just look for the scaffolding with a Porta-Potty on top of it, over the huge pile of crap.”
An old man reads the obituaries and calls Jane Fonda’s office.
A secretary answers the phone and tells him, “Yes, Miss Fonda died this morning.
Later that day the secretary answered many such phone calls, but she recognizes one voice, rough and gravelly. The old man.
“You have called here several times today.” she says. :
“Each time I have informed you of Miss Fonda’s passing. Why do you keep calling?”
And he replied, “Because I’m a Vietnam vet and I just like hearing you say it.”