They hatin’.
Well, these days, I don’t so much roll as ooze. Oh well, I guess it happens to
all of us eventually. One day you’re immortal, invincible, dynamic—in other words, young—and the next you’re wondering why you walked into this room for the third time.
Seriously, is it really necessary for everything to go south at once? Is this just God’s sense of humor at work? First the back goes, then the knees (or vice versa), then the short-term memory, then the long-term memory, then the eyesight, the waistline, the hairline, the dew line, the fishing line…what was I saying? Oh yeah, it sucks getting old.
I wanna know where I can get me some of those cloud berries.
Finland, or so I’m told.
You mean they really exist? I thought you made them up to be humorous.
Well, yeah it was meant to be funny, but they really do exist
I guess one can still learn something new…even at 50 something.