I messed up my back today putting on my shoes. I may be crippled for life now. Not sure, but it feels like it.

Is this shit why boomers are always so good damn angry? Ffs I’m 35.

I’m starting to get it. But I’m a trooper and I’m not gonna blame it on the kids just yet. I’m just an out of shape alcoholic. What do I know?

But also, they should get off my lawn and their raps music is too loud. And their haircuts make them look like a discount ear swab. /S