Boy, you are a pip.

As he walked home suddenly the night befell him. He lost his bearings and suddenly he was beside himself. Direction was not the issue at hand, there was more to this apprehension. He was beset by the incertitudes of life which presently held him in its crosshairs. Youth never identifies the hardships of geriatrics as they haven’t a clue. On the other hand, you have to pull teeth to get our old folks to admit to any pain, discomfort or malady lest they wind up in some old folks shelter. Well that’s all for now. Thank you.

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