Friday, July 25, 2008

Not a teenager ...

So, I'm no longer particularly awkward socially.

I no longer dream of playing linebacker for the bears or being a millionaire by 30.

I no longer fear that I'll be inadequate for any given task, having learned from years of experience that I can do pretty much anything, provided I'm not feeling particularly lazy that day.

I'm excited about good deals on mini-vans.

I no longer have spontaneous erections, nocturnal emissions, or naughty fantasies about July Strayer.

I'm bald, have gray in my beard, am broader at the waist than at the shoulders, don't worry in the least about how I dress excepting in a business setting, watch my blood pressure, eat lots of greens, and don't get the music my kids like.

Clearly, no teenager am I.

Having said all that, Riddle me this: why, oh why, do I still get pimples?

Certainly, there are worse things; but c'mon ...

2 comments:

Derin Beechner (Durk Niblick) said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Whew...funny. [wiping tears from my eyes] I get pimples on my legs, and under my eyebrows and in my goatee! What the heck?!

When did we get old? I just don't remember signing up for that?!

-Durk-

JoeBoy said...

I'm not sure when it happened, but brother, it happened... ;-)>

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