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You know you are old when you have to be careful to not sit on your balls and crush them.
Well, if your a female who lost weight you best not sit down too fact unless it's a padded surface or your bony butt may get injured.
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You know you are old when you have to be careful to not sit on your balls and crush them.
No, 73 and still very immature.
I'm a female so think I'm safe.You were warned you would go blind if you kept doing that.
Never went back in time, I've always been immature. Still like playing sports and games and having a beer with my bros.So you joined some others and went back in time, good plan.
I get that too. I'm consistently 20 years younger than my actual age and I love it, but I do have more aches and pains than I'd likeI'm 85 and still young at heart, even with the triple bypass.
I do look younger than I am. I was talking with a lady yesterday who thought that I was about her age, 60. When I mentioned my age, she went into a confused state sorta. I don't think she knew how to process it.
The last doctor I saw was so 'flabbergasted' that he said it twice.

I know some of us are senior citizens. I'm one of them.
I like music, some debates and learning new things.
This guy reminded me about times growing up, like riding a bus downtown to the movies and taking the last bus back home at midnight. Roller skating.
Later, concerts in the late 1960s threw out the 70s up till now.
Never went back in time, I've always been immature. Still like playing sports and games and having a beer with my bros.
Me too, but that comes with the territory.I get that too. I'm consistently 20 years younger than my actual age and I love it, but I do have more aches and pains than I'd like
I don't mount my tree stand as high as I used to. It's also gotten heavier over the years.I had a couple beers yesterday, i'm in my 70s.
I loved softball till they made it co-ed, I didn't like playing on a team with men. Of course my ball playing days were over anyway by then.
Last team I was on was co-ed and I was 50. I knew when I jumped up to catch a ball and hit the ground, my ball playing days were over.
I get that too. I'm consistently 20 years younger than my actual age and I love it, but I do have more aches and pains than I'd like
12' is about my limit now and the ladder rungs are closer together.I don't mount my tree stand as high as I used to. It's also gotten heavier over the years.![]()
I don't mount my tree stand as high as I used to. It's also gotten heavier over the years.![]()
Reminds me of a well-used deer trail we used to hunt. Where it crossed the road there was an old rocking chair that was wasting away. We called it the "rotten rocker trail". On the other side of the road the trail went up steeply past a huge rock. So if someone wasn't familiar with the old rocking chair we would say, "You know, the trail that goes past that big rock".LOL.....I caught myself doing the "landmark" thing today.
There's a back road that comes out on a main highway I use as a shortcut that I was talking about to another guy and he asked the route number.
I said, "I don't know, it comes out where the that beagle club sign used to be"....The other oldster knew right where it was and could name people (long dead) who used to live on it.![]()
Interesting. A hunting buddy of mine gave all his venison to his mother, who fed it to her dogs.Hubby hasn't hunt deer in decades, although he did kill and clean one last year or so ago.
It broke its neck trying to jump over our fence and we tried to save it but injury was too bad, so we called Wildlife and they told us to put it down, so hubby did and put it in the freezer, he and the dogs enjoyed it.
LOL.....I caught myself doing the "landmark" thing today.
There's a back road that comes out on a main highway I use as a shortcut that I was talking about to another guy and he asked the route number.
I said, "I don't know, it comes out where the that beagle club sign used to be"....The other oldster knew right where it was and could name people (long dead) who used to live on it.![]()
It's that getting up off the floor thing that convinced me I am no longer physically young. I remember the first time I couldn't.Old? Yep. You know you are old when you have to plan how to get up off the floor. My trigger finger is like a 20-year-old, IM2.
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Oh yeah, all the stands had names....We had one called "the big fuckin' rock stand".Reminds me of a well-used deer trail we used to hunt. Where it crossed the road there was an old rocking chair that was wasting away. We called it the "rotten rocker trail". On the other side of the road the trail went up steeply past a huge rock. So if someone wasn't familiar with the old rocking chair we would say, "You know, the trail that goes past that big rock".
The hell of it is that Beagle Club sign has been gone for 20+ years!It is funny that we can remember things 60 years ago or more, but not what just happened.