You know you’re getting old when…
It hurts to sleep. Ouch.
posted by Fang Bastardson at 8:27 AM
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
About Me
- Name: Fang Bastardson
- Location: Nowheresville, Kansas
Born in the wild to Canadian Timberwolves, Fang was wrestled from his mother's teat at an early age and placed in the custody of a government sponsored think tank in New York City. He escaped at age seven by gnawing off a doo-claw and has been riding a wave of self-righteous indignation to Nowheresville, baby, ever since. He is currently enjoying being a PhD (by marriage), but on the advice of his attorney has refused all comment except to assert an apparently deeply-held conviction that frozen strawberries should be thawed, not microwaved.
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2 Comments:
What's the problem, grandpa?
11:33 AM
Ugh. I'll tell you about it when I see you this weekend.
4:14 PM
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