‘Tis was a warm summer evening, not long before twilight (the time of day, not the movie) when I found myself in the automobile parking area, congregating with the young people whilst is satisfied my hunger with a meat sandwich, otherwise known as a burger. While there, I found myself talking to a young gentleman, who asked me about my swag. Horrified, I clutched my hands to my breast and exclaimed “Goodness young man! You cannot ask a lady such a question! Besides that is what underwire is for!”
When did I get so old?
