By
Michael Edwin Q.
You know you’re getting old when you can’t remember names, faces, and…I
can’t remember what the other things are.
You know you’re getting old when all the music you love is in the .99
cent bin.
You know you’re getting old when you feel terrible in the morning and
you had no fun the night before.
You know you’re getting old when your wig starts losing its hair.
You know you’re getting old when you see a beautiful woman you think
you once knew and you find out it’s her granddaughter.
You know you’re getting old when every morning you look in the
obituaries to make sure your name isn’t in there.
END
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