Wednesday, 25 June 2008

Getting Old

It’s not exactly groundbreaking stuff to acknowledge that getting old is depressing.

For one thing, there’s increasingly no chance of running hot girls, instead having to ‘settle down’ – which basically means having to settle for much lower standards: for droopy tits, hanging bellies and liver spots.

Even worse, for the rest of the time you’ll have to deal with conversations like this as the norm (I actually overheard this yesterday)…

‘so, I’m off to Ibiza on Friday, can’t wait, gonna go to Space and get fucked’

‘oh, I’m so jealous… still, I’m off to see Jack Johnson next week, so that’ll be good’

WTF?? There wasn’t even a hint of irony in this.

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