Well old fella, you enjoy your life of beer nand nap time. Perhaps you could fill us in on the rest of you interesting life, like reruns of Doogie Howser and watching your nose hairs grow.
Me? I got limited time left, plenty of cash to burn, a kid that makes more money than I did at her age, loads of weed and available venues where I can wallow with teenie hardbodies. Im comfortable with myself, Im a gutter crawling stoner pervert who acts like a testosterone filled teenager and Im a lewd, crude drooling lowlife who might be found at the drip bar in the GoGos staring at camel toes instead of in Church.
You have fun drinking beer, flogging your sorry ancient appendage in the hope of finally getting a senile dribble and going to bed early. Im gonna die with my boots on, in the saddle so to speak, and no nose wrinkling moral police will tell me how to go.
And I support Trump too, mainly to increase my portfolio so I can spend more of my kids inheritance on weed and chocha.