The cruise ship we were on had a Pit Stop bar, had some oldm uniforms in display cases, god, that old Tide suit is an ugly thing. You couldn’t pay me to wear it.
I dread growing a goatee, for fear all the gray likely to emerge.
Ahh, nothing like being young and cocky.
I'm a young 60, so I get away whenever i can. Dog sits up front anyways. I just can't keep his head in the window! Have a good day. I have things that must get done!