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Post  Larry Williams May 25th 2012, 11:03 am



You are in the middle of some kind of project around the house. Mowing the
lawn, putting in a new fence, painting the living room or whatever. You are
hot and sweaty, covered in dust, lawn clippings, dirt or paint. You have
your old work clothes on. You know the outfit -- shorts with the hole in
the crotch, old T-shirt with a stain from who-knows-what and an old pair of
tennis shoes.

Right in the middle of this great home improvement project you realize you
need to run to Home Depot to get something to help complete the job.

Depending on your age you might do the following:

In your 20's:
Stop what you are doing. Shave, take a shower, blow dry your hair, brush
your teeth, floss and put on clean clothes. Check yourself in the mirror
and flex. Add a dab of your favorite cologne because you never know, you
just might meet some hot chick while standing in the checkout lane. And you
went to school with the pretty girl running the register.

In your 30's:
Stop what you are doing, put on clean shorts and shirt. Change shoes. You
married the hot chick so no need for much else. Wash your hands and comb
your hair. Check yourself in the mirror. Still got it. Add a shot of
your favorite cologne to cover the smell. The cute girl running the
register is the kid sister to someone you went to school with.

In your 40's:
Stop what you are doing. Put on a sweatshirt that is long enough to cover
the hole in the crotch of your shorts. Put on different shoes and a hat.
Wash your hands. Your bottle of Brute Cologne is almost empty so you don't
want to waste any of it on a trip to Home Depot. Check yourself in the
mirror and do more sucking in than flexing. The hot young thing running the
register is your daughter's age and you feel weird thinking she is spicy.

In your 50's:
Stop what you are doing. Put on a hat; wipe the dirt off your hands onto
your shirt. Change shoes because you don't want to get dog crap in your new
sports car. Check yourself in the mirror and you swear not to wear that
shirt anymore because it makes you look fat. The Cutie running the register
smiles when she sees you coming and you think you still have it.
Then you remember the hat you have on is from Bubba's Bait & Beer Bar and it
says, 'I Got Worms.'

In your 60's:
Stop what you are doing. No need for a hat anymore. Hose the dog crap off
your shoes. The mirror was shattered when you were in your 50's. You hope
you have underwear on so nothing hangs out the hole in your pants. The girl
running the register may be cute, but you don't have your glasses on so you
are not sure.

In your 70's:
Stop what you are doing. Wait to go to Home Depot until the drug store has
your prescriptions ready, too. Don't even notice the dog crap on your
shoes. The young thing at the register stares at you and you realize your
balls are hanging out the hole in your crotch.

In your 80's:
Stop what you are doing. Start again. Then stop again. Now you remember
you need to go to Home Depot. Go to Wal-Mart instead and wander around
trying to think what it is you are looking for. Fart out loud and you think
someone called out your name. You went to school with the old lady who
greeted you at the front door.

In your 90's & beyond:
What's a home deep hoe? Something for my garden? Where am I? Who am I?

Larry Williams
Larry Williams

Posts : 884
Join date : 2009-08-08
Age : 79
Location : Wallacetown Ontario

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