Originally Posted by Buster Highmen
Now now I'm methuselan, I put geritol in my bong and do yoga with a Depends for a turban. Snorting a few lines of Viagra seems to improve my skiing and improves turgidity everywhere, contributing to my reputation as an all around stand up guy. What's really a pain is slathering myself with Grecian Formula 16 before my godlike appearances in the bar (and the damn walker keeps getting tangled in the bar stools) where my nurse has to fight off the cougars for me. If you're worried about your appearance, spend a lot of time in howling graupel storms. It does wonders for your skins emollients. You learn to focus on the important things, like impressing the chicks and ignoring the pending underwear stains. The body is just another institution which starts off full and proud and slowly decays into a disjointed collection of corruption, greed and avarice which has to be managed with a high art.