“..I resemble that remark. My brain says Iām 17. my body laughs sarcastically...”
+1. LOL
When I play with my grandkids, my brain says: “Catch that ball!!!” And my body says: “Say what???? Maybe next week...”
My son bought my 5-year old granddaughter a skateboard. There is a skateboard park not far from where they live so we all went over there to let her try it out. One section has a very gentle ramp for little kids. So she talked me into trying it out, so I did. I scooted down it a couple of times with no issues, but the 3rd time, I must have hit a pebble or crack in the concrete. The board immediately stopped, but this 74-year old man just kept agoing...head over heels. By the time they all rushed over to see if I was ok, I had picked myself up assessing my skun knuckles and knee...no serious harm, just a little blood. The worst part of the fall was that it happened in front of a pretty good crowd of people....imbarrassing.
This one lady, using a cane, hobbled up to me and asked me how old I was. I told her 74. She looked at me and cussingly said: “Are YOU F’in’ Crazy???”
I responded: “Oh, yes, mam...nutty as a fruitcake.” She said” “I believe it.” and started to hobble off, so I asked her how old she was. While she was hobbling away, she threw one hand up in the air and mumbled “62”. l guess my professional skateboard days are over evn though no serious damage was done, but I must admit: it hurt and took awhile to heal over.
The reality is that some members of society need permanently removed from society....so as to protect others as well as themselves.
This goes against “liberal” thinking that you can help everyone from the most mentally disturbed to the most criminally psychopathic.
You can’t “help” some people. They are incorregible...other than to remove them FOREVER from society. This harsh reality is reality. Wanting reality to not be reality speaks to a naive and dangerous perspective (see the current “transexual” controversy).
You got up by yourself? Oh, you're just bragging.
I'm 75, and if get down I need a chair or stool or something to help me get back up.
I tangled with a skateboard when I was 16.
Green stick fractures of every bone in my foot.
Ankle looked like a cantaloupe.
Learned my lesson and never went near another one.
/secretly wants a Moped, though
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