Getting drunk at 18 is as exhilarating as skiing down a mountain blindfolded.
Getting drunk in your 20′s is as exhilarating as skiing down a mountain.
Getting drunk in your 30′s is as exhilarating as skiing.
Getting drunk in your 40′s is as exhilarating as watching somebody ski.
Getting drunk in your 50′s is as exhilarating as watching someone wearing ski clothes.
Getting drunk in your 60′s is as exhilarating as seeing a mountain on tv and saying, “I’d climb that mountain if I wasn’t so drunk.”
Hey – I resemble those remarks!
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HA! Maybe but only just a smigeon.
I’m In my 30s but don’t know how to ski. But I do know how to drink a bottle of Johnnie Walker.
I’m proud of you, Rob.
Great. So now I know… This explains so much. T
Ha ha . . . forgot to write, which is why I don’t drink. 🙂
I think I may know a few people who get drunk in their 30’s WHILE skiing. It resembles a hospital visit.
I’m sure there’s a lot of skiers who could be “cast” in that role.
…guilty…(when I was in my 30s)
exactly (~_~) great point!
hahahahaha perfect !
i’d say you hit it spot on,
In the morning, I often feel like I just finished wrestling a gorilla that had a crush on me.
Congratulations on making me laugh first thing Monday morning!
Bwahaha…
Hahaha… very funny! And unfortunately true. I noticed as soon as I hit the late twenties, you couldn’t pay me to go to a club any more – overpriced, too loud, full of under-18s… (am I sounding grandmaish yet???)
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Speaking as someone who is genuine Grandma, no. And you couldn’t pay me either . . . I don’t think . . . I guess it would depend on how much money we’re talking about here. 🙂
So so true. Love the analogy!
Thanks Jell Jell!
There would be a lot of things I would be doing, if only my ice chest was not so heavy with all my coolies!
Yes, but at least you’re building upper body strength in the process so you got that going for you!