This explains a lot of country songs:
I have a friend who explains country music like this. “If your wife leaves you, your dog gets run over by a truck, your momma and daddy fight!”
Three old men were discussing the worst age in which to be.
“Sixty is the worst age,” the appropriately aged man said. “You always feel like you have to pee and you stand there with nothing coming out!”
“Ah, that’s nothing,” said the seventy year old man. “When you’re seventy, you don’t have a bowel movement any more. You take laxatives, eat bran, sit on the toilet all day and nothing comes out!”
“Actually, eighty is the worst age of all,” said the eighty year old man.
“Do you have trouble peeing, too?” asked the sixty year old.
“No, I pee every morning at 6:00. I pee like a race horse on a flat rock. No problem at all.”
“So,” said the seventy year old, “You must have a problem with your bowel movement.”
“No, I have one every morning at 6:30.”
Exasperated, the sixty year old said, “You pee every morning at 6:00 and crap every morning at 6:30. What’s so bad about being eighty?”
” I don’t wake up until 7:00 every morning!”