I am approaching a milestone in my life but on Friday night was the first time I felt old. Two twenty two year olds were playing up to me at my local bar. One of them was a smoking blonde and the other a plain brunette.
As a young man I would have pondered the possibilities. However as an old man I smelled Gold Diggers and a probable beating from the North Wind. Rather then banter I said thank you for flattering my ego here is twenty and find a more guilable mark.
Maybe it is wisdom with age but I saw the whole set up. I do not dream anymore and to be honest the wrath of the North wind is not pretty. The Northwind blew in cold enough on that night. Had I not used my head there would have been a tornado. As a wise man said to me in NYC if it is too good to be true guard your wallet.
Mr Beamish in 08, Ducky to move in with Ernie,167 now has a blog called gash the comedic permutations of that are endless and Socrasleeze you write we abort.