Well, after some of the things I’ve done in life, such as baseball, football, rapids running, bar crawling, fist fighting, and punchin holes in several oceans on metal ships, my 84-yr-old body sometimes likes to say to me, “Look, Boy-O — you do that again and I’m gonna make you piss right down your leg.”
Several teeth have escaped the ranch, hair abandoned ship decades ago, thumbs and starboard hip are in full mutiny, can’t hear shit, eyeglasses get weaker every damned day, and my prostate identifies as a softball.
Nurses in cardio rehab made it perfectly clear that if I wanna continue this nasty habit of suckin air, I gotta remember that if I find somethin in my mouth that tastes good, I gotta spit it out ‘cuz it’s either too sweet, too fat, or too salty.
Look in the mirror and haven’t the remotest idea who the hell that guy lookin back at me might be . . . who the hell wants to live forever !!
Other than that, you’re doin’ fine!
Every … single … day.
Just turn the music up!
every day. i just hope i can make it 9 more months until i can get on my Medicare and then it will be on.
It’s been on for years
Halfway into the 3rd mug of coffee it mysteriously goes out.
No.
But the tire pressure sensor is on telling me that I’m running on a flat. I have “Comfortably Numb” playing on a continuous loop and the volume is cranked.
Hello
Hello Hello
Is there anybody *in* there??
Just shout if you can hear me!
Is there any one at all??
There is no pain, you are receeding…
Lately, The Game Of Life has been Out Of Order for me…
Pedal to the metal boys, don’t mind the back-fires.
Well, after some of the things I’ve done in life, such as baseball, football, rapids running, bar crawling, fist fighting, and punchin holes in several oceans on metal ships, my 84-yr-old body sometimes likes to say to me, “Look, Boy-O — you do that again and I’m gonna make you piss right down your leg.”
Several teeth have escaped the ranch, hair abandoned ship decades ago, thumbs and starboard hip are in full mutiny, can’t hear shit, eyeglasses get weaker every damned day, and my prostate identifies as a softball.
Nurses in cardio rehab made it perfectly clear that if I wanna continue this nasty habit of suckin air, I gotta remember that if I find somethin in my mouth that tastes good, I gotta spit it out ‘cuz it’s either too sweet, too fat, or too salty.
Look in the mirror and haven’t the remotest idea who the hell that guy lookin back at me might be . . . who the hell wants to live forever !!
Other than that, you’re doin’ fine!
Every … single … day.
Just turn the music up!
every day. i just hope i can make it 9 more months until i can get on my Medicare and then it will be on.
It’s been on for years
Halfway into the 3rd mug of coffee it mysteriously goes out.
No.
But the tire pressure sensor is on telling me that I’m running on a flat. I have “Comfortably Numb” playing on a continuous loop and the volume is cranked.
Hello
Hello
Hello
Is there anybody *in* there??
Just shout if you can hear me!
Is there any one at all??
There is no pain, you are receeding…
Lately, The Game Of Life has been Out Of Order for me…
Pedal to the metal boys, don’t mind the back-fires.