"... And miles to go before I sleep".
non-sticky side for initial clean up.Originally Posted by ccmdfd
sticky side to... get the recalcitrant bits.
Gentlemen, please rest your sphincters.
Or it’s the ultimate way to get out of the age old challenge of “If you don’t (fill in the blank with something stupid that’s probably illegal and requires alcohol), you don’t have a hair on your ass!”
“Well, actually I don’t anymore…”
Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits - Mark Twain
Tell your old man to drag Walton and Lanier up and down the court for 48 minutes!
Gentlemen, please rest your sphincters.
Looking in my underwear .... "Uh, I know what dingle berries are, but what's butt dust?"
Clingons that get vaporized by the starship Enterprise?
Civility is not a tactic or a sentiment. It is the determined choice of trust over cynicism, of community over chaos.
-George W. Bush
Read a study that were was a lot of hanky panky in the old age home. For some reason, the staff was offended finding them in the closet or in the bushes on the grounds. Some places were dosing the morning oatmeal with Valium.
In the retirement communities, there was problem with geezers going to Vegas or overseas, and then spreading STDs to these high school sweeties.
Last, before the age of swiping and online hookups, in the home with more women than men, a standard ploy was a knock on widowed, Grandpop's door: Hi, It's Ruth - I've baked a pound cake. Would like a slice?
OMG - the things people study.
When we were first married, we went to visit my folks in their over 55 development. My wife, who looked as my daughter describe it as hot, wore her bikini to the pool. She was surrounded by slicked down grey haired lotharios - if they had hair. She was horrified and fled back to the apartment. My daughter used to embarrass her mom by showing a bikini picture to her friends and getting the hotness comments and telling her. No copies of the picture exist anymore due to the thought police. This was film days - no cloud.
Cloud Yeller of the Boomer Age
OTOH at age almost 70, I'm not the catch I was in high school. I don't remember, but apparently I lost a fight with an Indian, the ponytail is gone and all that remains is bare scalp, I also must have stumbled on the curb someplace and fallen, crushing all the bottles in my six-pack.
Adding nothing to the conversation since 2015....
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