I’ve been trying to work out exactly which fields I have to cross to get a perfect cock and balls drawn onto Strava whilst out running
I've done that in my local park!
recently bought a skateboard
constantly dreaming about motorbikes
Was searching "where to play dungeons and dragons" at work today
spent too long looking at warhammer stuff
just had a lengthy chat with a guy at work about how "The Yamaha DX7 was the quintessential synth of the 80's"
I still haven't mown the lawn this year.......I'm 43
I noticed that, when I took my full sus to work the other week, I spent a lot more time bunny hopping onto the cycle track, jumping off the cycle track and rolling down steps that I normally do. Because, well, fun.
If you can't have fun, what is life really?
I'm also hoping someone manages to make a tabletop or some jumps on the slightly downhill sections. That would be cool
I can probably trump the lot of ya , should a 63 year old bloke really be going in a Vans store and buying shorts like I did this morning ? 🤔🤔🤔
I have spent the last three years in Vans, Endurance Humvees (worn out two pairs) and only have one pair of proper shoes. 67.
My favourite TV programme is Hey Duggee. When people start talking about anything remotely grown up (mortgages, cars, pensions etc) I automatically switch off and think about bicycles.
Nope – not seen any signs yet. I shout “mint sauce” at sheep!
Haven’t done that for a while! Must start doing it again, lots of sheep in these parts.
I can probably trump the lot of ya , should a 63 year old bloke really be going in a Vans store and buying shorts like I did this morning ?
Well, I’ve got several pairs of Vans, although I usually wear ex-Army desert combat boots, but I do need new shorts, so I’ll be checking out what the skate shop in Bath has to offer over the weekend.
I’m 65 in July.
Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional.
You don’t stop playing because you get old, you get old because you stop playing.
Although, my increasingly creaky and painful knee precludes my playing as much as I used to... 😖
I have a few colleagues who are too lazy to walk an extra 30 yds to use the mens toilets on our floor, preferring to use the accessible toilet which is a single cubicle which opens directly out into a busy corridor. Many times in the last year or so I have spotted people going in who don't need it and have waited just long enough for them to be seated/mid flow before unlocking the door from the outside using a coin, flinging the door wide and hiding in a nearby office. Speculation is rife about who the culprit is.
I'm 50 next week.
When helping my students on their final design projects I insist on being paid with either Beer, Pringles (sour cream and onion, natch) or Lego
Bitty.
Grow old, yes, can’t be helped
Grow up? Never
I laughed like a drain when I saw the “Fani batters...” headline last night, and I know i’ll Be giggling about it all weekend.
Bregante wins!
A very childish response to a real issue!
Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional.
You don’t stop playing because you get old, you get old because you stop playing.
I live to this.... 61 years old and comfortable wearing skate shoes and 3/4 shorts .... much to the disgust of my much more grown up and far older 58 year old brother 😂
I will know I am grown up when I stop laughing at farts (I have been known to change my route into work, just so I can use a lift if I can feel a fart coming), I also think the time I stop laughing at farts with be the same moment I snuff it. I hope to go out with one last nose stinger laughing my head off
At work, before operating on site, we have to put our arc-flash overalls on. I'm 44 and still refer to these as my "playing out clothes".
Doing this when someone is taking a picture of the B&B you are staying at..........I'm 57.
