Woof.
This weekend officially cemented one thing about my mind, my body and my life, "I am fucking old."
Having friends in from out of town is a good way to prove this to yourself. Go ahead try it.
It starts out all fun and easy with a few beers on a patio somewhere and the next thing you know your empty beer cans are duct taped together end to end and you're doing Karate Kid crane kicks.
I am with Charbles Brewkowski on this one, I drank all the beer and a bottle of Viskies (no clue) and it sucks.
Today, I am alive but I feel like I've taken ten years off my life, got dang crane kicks!
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