Ain'T No Fun Getting Old
When I was a young man my imagination soared, my vision sharp , and my hearing acute my mind was quick ; without inhibition and at a moments notice my ***** could stand at attention.
But now I am older my thinking slower , my vision require spectacles, have shrinking of my testicules and although I hear it requires these electronic devices in my ears.
And last but not least my my little friend to assume any dimension requires chemical intervention.
Aging ain't it great
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