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- I have no clue what's on MTV. Do we get MTV? I can’t find the remote.
- Gay shelf life is a thing. Bars and parties that seem fun in the constant promos they send... yay Netflix!
- My entry in “movember” or any other facial-hair trend will be gray/white and thus put on ten years. What works for Anderson Cooper makes me look like an aging owl during molting season.
- Should we fool around or watch a mo… zzzz
- The beer I drank on Super Bowl Sunday is still inside me somewhere.
- Wake up with that “but it’s a good hurt” feeling, like you did a heavy workout the day before… but you didn’t.
- Doctor’s appointment beginning to resemble a bad encounter with the TSA.
- Not that I'd leave my job and family to become a rich guy's houseboy and live on his yacht, but it was nice when that was at least a remote possibility.
- Going shirtless in public is seeming more and more like an aggressive act.
- The "me" in my head gets hit on by the “me” in the mirror... and shot down
- Mark Wahlberg still has that body. I, on the other hand...
- If I strolled across a college campus, people would ask I was lost or possibly tell security about the homeless-looking old guy
- The only place I get carded is the airport. Bonus: car insurance keeps dropping
- The mall, once my place of employment and the social epicenter, is like a visit to another, hostile planet. Any clothing that appeals to me is “too young for you” and doesn’t come in my size. Have actually purchased clothes at Costco. Does it have a drawstring or elastic waist? Take four of them.
- Random hairs. Wherever they feel like. Try and stop ‘em.
- I still like new music and go see it live, but people assume I’m there to clean up afterwards.
- Everything I wore in high school is probably somewhere in the house. If the hipsters want it, they can come find it.
- Whole TV series have been created, cancelled and become “classics” and I still haven’t heard of them. Where’s the remote?
- My employer will be paying my Medicare Part B someday and I actually understand what that means.
- I would not know Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, or any of these people “you’re supposed to like” if I tripped on them. Whatever happened to Cher and Madonna?
- Christmas, which used to start after Thanksgiving, now starts before Halloween. I think in our lifetimes, next Christmas will start before this Christmas.
- All the Abercrombie & Fitch went to the church thrift shop a while back. “Tell your son thank you for us!” Um, yeah, sure will.
- Have you seen my glasses? $300 designer frames once every two years has morphed into a new $18 pair of readers from the drug store every few weeks because I keep losing or breaking them.
- Now that everybody has unlimited talk time, all my phone conversations are conference calls for work.
- All the concerts, clubs, and clothes I used to scrimp for are more within the budget, and yet I’m usually home on Saturday night and fine with that… mostly.
- If I was to flirt with the cable guy, police would probably be called. I just want the remote.
- If a good-looking, 21-year-old guy is friendly to me, he is trying to sell something.
- Naked pictures? I’d rather have Stacy’s Naked Pita Chips… with hummus please!
- I’m tempted to put tape over the front camera on my phone to avoid an accidental “selfie"
- Sagging your pants is not a fashion or political statement, it means your gut is pushing them down! Forget your suspenders again, grandpa?
- Touching my toes is easy… I’m already sitting down!
- When we go on a date in a classy restaurant, the mood is broken when I use the flashlight on my phone to read the menu. Left my glasses in the car.
- Impulsively buy vitamins, take them for three days, find the expired jar a year later. Can't read the label anyway.
- A dog used to be a social accessory, so you could meet guys while walking/running him in a park. That rarely happens when you push him out on the back deck in your sweatpants and slippers.
- Every new exercise, eating, or other good behavior is going to happen “starting on Monday”.
- Post-bar at the diner, with the attendant flirting and gossip, has morphed into brunch at the diner with everybody looking at their phones.
- Instead of open bar, we look for BYOB and show up with Costco wine.
- Birthday party went from all-night in the city to … could we just forget about it please?
- I have nine pairs of $#@*(#@( glasses, where the #$@*#$@(*#@( are they?
- In my head, I am “dude” or “bro”. To the world I am “sir”. Can’t “sir” be my dad for just a little longer, please?
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