WE ALL GET OLD IN THE END....I changed my car horn to gunshot sounds.People get out of the way much faster now.Gone are the days when girls used to cook liketheir mothers. Now they drink like their fathers..You know that tingly little feeling you get when you really likesomeone? That's common sense leaving your body.I didn't make it to the gym today.That makes five years in a row..I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” andrenamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying Iwent to the Jim this morning.Old age is coming at a really bad time. When I was achild I thought “Nap Time” was a punishment. Now,as a grownup, it feels like a small vacation.The biggest lie I tell myself is..."I don't need to writethat down, I'll remember it."I don't have gray hair; I have "wisdom highlights."I'm just very wise.If God wanted me to touch my toes, He would'veput them on my knees. ***(THIS IS MY FAVORITE!!!)Last year I joined a support group for procrastinatorswe haven't met yet.Why do I have to press one for English when you're justgoing to transfer me to someone I can't understand anyway?Of course I talk to myself; sometimes I need expert advice. Or you getthe answers you want.At my age "Getting lucky" means walking into a room and rememberingwhat I came in there for.Actually I'm not complaining because I am a Senager. (Senior teenager)I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later.I don’t have to go to school or work.I get an allowance every month.I have my own pad.I don’t have a curfew.I have a driver’s license and my own car.The people I hang around with are notscared of getting pregnant.And I don’t have acne.Life is great.
Thanks Norman
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