I wish I had the effort to spend my money on getting wasted! I've fast-forwarded my life and am now content in my jim jams with tea and scones. There'll be time enough for rocking when we're old. We can rock all day in rocking chairs of gold. Woot, I say. Woot.
I can empathise, it's 2pm and im still in my pajamas. I know I'm prematurely aging when as soon as I wake i can only think of playing the harmonica. This, coupled with an unhealthy perchant for tartan slippers, qualifies me for the nursing home.
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