Let Me Be the First
I'm sick of it. This getting old crap is killing me.
I wake up with pains. Lay down with pains.
Various pains all the doo dah day.
Yup. We Boomers is gettin old.
And we don't like it one bit.
Nope. We're not going gently off into the sunset.
We're gonna complain the whole damn way.
At least I am.
Eyerack be damned. I gotta pain in my neck, another in my back, and third in my knee, and my wee wee don't work so good.
My libido and my teeth - they're a whole nother story.
Boys and girls. It appears that My Generation's bodies are running down. Wearing out as it were.
Phase 3 has begun.
I guess we just gotta sucked it up. At least we'll all go down together.
So. I open the floor for discussion of bunions, toothaches, aches in general, and complaints of all types.
Jim
I wake up with pains. Lay down with pains.
Various pains all the doo dah day.
Yup. We Boomers is gettin old.
And we don't like it one bit.
Nope. We're not going gently off into the sunset.
We're gonna complain the whole damn way.
At least I am.
Eyerack be damned. I gotta pain in my neck, another in my back, and third in my knee, and my wee wee don't work so good.
My libido and my teeth - they're a whole nother story.
Boys and girls. It appears that My Generation's bodies are running down. Wearing out as it were.
Phase 3 has begun.
I guess we just gotta sucked it up. At least we'll all go down together.
So. I open the floor for discussion of bunions, toothaches, aches in general, and complaints of all types.
Jim
posted by Junglechina at 12/09/2006 01:28:00 PM
3 Comments:
You poor old fart. What, you only did 52 miles on your bike this morning instead of your usual 143 mi? Perhaps you broke your oar on the ice on the 14th lap of the resevoir.
Huntie’s right. You’ve obviously overdone it. You gotta give your bod a break. I’d recommend croquet or, when you're feeling really tip-top, lawn darts.
“Never go to excess, but let moderation be your guide.” --Marcus Tullius Cicero 106-43 BC.
Pain? I'll show you pain! Try living with a really "ginerous" - as Libs Tracy used to say when she had to share dolls with Mary Anne - sickly husband who has been barfing to beat the band for two days and oh so germily, silently, stealthily passed it on to you! God, even the dogs are sick. Get me outta here!
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