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I used to get stairs all the time. It was so nice to upgrade to escalators.

It's normal, you're attracted to your husband so you want him to be attracted to you, but with the other people you don't know them and aren't all that turned on by their stares. In fact you probably feel like you're on constantly on display. Plenty of people feel that way so if you're a freak then the rest of the world is also.

I'm going to need a look at those funbags before I make a judgment. From the sound of it, you are not a freak. But again, let's take a look.

Stay off the stairs.

Be happy you have those ** because you aren't winning any spelling bees.

Bees can spell?

Yes, and when you spell a word wrong, they sting the f-u-c-k out of your a-s-s.

I was watching a commercial for a product called "Life Alert" in which they had some old windbag on TV saying, "All senior citizens should have Life Alert," in a painfully slow voice while the text on the bottom of the screen displayed their advertising slogan, "Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!" when it occurred to me that they were doing it wrong. If they're going for accuracy, they should advertise their product like this: The accurate way to market safety devices for old people. Instead, they waste mid-afternoon airtime with old fossils talking about how important Life Alert is and why "senior citizens" should wear them. Here's a better idea: LET THEM DIE! I hate old people! The state I live in is filled to capacity with worthless old bastards who contribute NOTHING to society and expect us to show them respect because they're too weak, tired, vulnerable, and worthless to wipe their own **. Who needs them? I say we kill everyone over the age of 85 and sell their homes to college-bound students so we can make the world a better place instead of letting some old cantankerous ** rot away the rest of her miserable days in an empty home or, even worse, on the Florida highways. Here is how I propose to dispose of deal with the elderly. Take notes; I might decide to run for President in 2028. Redirect Life Alert to the Kevorkian Hotline.If you're so old that a low-velocity impact with the ground traps you until you slowly die, you probably don't have much to live for to begin with. Just end it all, you old bastards! Social Security should be exclusively for Veterans If you didn't serve in the military, why should we the American workers take care of you? Don't give me any of that, "I'm old and frail," **. If you wanted to retire, you should have set up your own retirement fund when you were younger. Or, failing that, served for at least one term of military service. Revoke their driving rights If your reaction time and attention span are so ** that

You become a hazard for everyone on the road, you don't deserve to drive. Too many intelligent young folks have had their lives snuffed out because some old bat valued her independence more than the lives of children. I was in class today sitting behind this old guy. Every time the teacher asked a question, he'd raise his fat hand and give some dumba remark. Put your hand down ahole, nobody wants to hear what you have to say. Every time I thought he couldn't top the BS he already spewed, he'd prove me wrong by talking some more: "I read once that the border of Asia is next to the Caspian Sea." Great **, anyone else want to contribute something completely irrelevant? At this point I go into a berserker rage and head-** my desk until I give myself a concussion. Old people should be eaten. All this b#tchin about the mad cow disease, why worry when there are so many old people we can eat. It would solve so many problems. No more old people driving 35 on the freeway. No more old people sucking up Medicare funds. No more old people on life insurance commercials. I can't stand the Liberty Medical commercials the one with that guy and his wife, with her smug grin on her face. "they deliver our supplies right to our door! Oh, you think that's pretty special huh? How about I put my foot up your **, grandma? Teach you to make those smug grins and wide-eyed expressions at me again. Then the commercial ends with the old guy winking at his wife, saying Liberty Medical gives us more time to do the fun things in life it pans to them walking by some old piece of s car. The idea of old people getting it on makes me SICK MANDATORY CASTRATION AFTER THE AGE 60.