The golden years

[lavacarancher]

As I crawled out of bed this morning with all the usual aches and pain I thought of this:

The Golden Years Have Come at Last
I can't see,
I can't pee.
I can't hear,
I can't drink beer.
I can't chew,
I can't screw.
My memore shrinks,
My hearing stinks.
No sense of smell,
I look like hell.
My body is drooping,
I have trouble pooping.
The golden years have come at last,
The golden years can kiss my ___!

Dedicated to .... well, you know who you are. :lol:

 

[Ouachita]

Long lost brother made surprise visit last night. Woke up this morning thinking "dam, is this what a hangover feels like when you get old?"
Have to say, I could see, although it was a bit foggy
I peed for 13 minutes straight
I can hear. That ringing hasn't stopped yet.
Had a larapin batch of lasagna (venison and pork sausage) and a beer for breakfast.
Went back to bed and rolled around with the wife
Got a dip of snuff now
Done pooped
Never had a sense of smell
Guess I'm not old yet?
I'll be thinking about that while I plant water and electric lines today