Many years ago, when I worked in Geriatrics, one of my residents was ~120. I remember reading her biography (for a family reunion) and thinking... there is no way anyone really knows how old she is; we only know that she predates accurate record record keeping.

Her English was non-existant, but she used to hit me when I asked her if she ever dated Buddha.

Mind you, she used to hit me, and swear at me, and give me stern looks, for a lot of things.

Just reminiscing I suppose.