Chris muir gives us a nice paper cut
and then rubs some lemon juice in it.
Thanks, Chris. Do we really want to hurt you? Well, if you must persist in making us feel old, we probably do.
Jees, didja have to rub it in so hard?
(you have to see the sunday strip to make sense of it)
Nope. Nuh-uh. I am *not* old. Just because I had pretty much *all* of those things that he mentioned means NOTHING.
Just because I am seeing fashions repeat themselves and the music of my youth is in the “oldie but goodie” pile – doesn’t mean a thing.
Just because I am having to check a different box and think that the weather channel is interesting, and I call a group of songs released by musicians albums doesn’t prove a thing.
(And please ignore my crows feet.)
I have crow’s feet too.
The crows are now sitting on those little blocks of wood with rollers on them.
I’ve destroyed all evidence of my life during those years. No one should be seen in those clothes or those hair styles. I refuse to divulge whether or not I had an 8 track player!