"...heck"

I just saw another Health Nut video saying as to how your 60's are the new late 40's. What a load of wet doody. Who the bleep do they think they're kidding. My 60's were an expensive nightmare of damage, and worn out parts. However being 70 is bleeping paradise.

For starts you can't remember crap you don't care about bleep. People give a seat where ever ya are. Relatives are always doing nice things for ya, and calling to see if you're still alive. Heck at the Holidaze an old pal gave m a home made apple pie. That stuff could kill me these daze so of course I said "...yeah as many as ya got!"

I'm enjoying the hell out of my Golden Retirement Nightmare.

My biggest problems are remembering which Meds to take, and when. That, and suddenly dropping dead otherwise it's swell!

On the other upside them UFO guys have stopped abducting me.

Them bastards been messing with me since the 5th grade.

I remember telling the story on the air as to how my station manager gave me sick day. I was having flashbacks of them goons floating me out da damned window...ya had to be there.

The point is I worked at the only place on Earth where ya boss gives ya a UFO sick day. I'm looking forward to my 80's when I'll be elected President. Otherwise I'm fine.