Six days after my 49th birthday, and this is the oldest I've felt all week. "Why?" you ask. Read on.
A reporter in our newsroom today didn't know what The Gong Show was. She was doing a story on the snowstorm, and had a clip of a driver saying traffic was like The Gong Show. She wanted to know if it was dirty, or could she use it. I said it was okay to use, and started to explain that The Gong Show was a TV show in the 1970s. "I was only born in 1982," she interrupted.
I gotta find me some chocolate.
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Relax, Bobbycakes, I am 33 and I recall the Gong Show, although somewhat vaguely. Hope you had a great day and I think you need new delivery people, my flowers got lost somewhere in transit today ;)
Speaking of age difference, CQ...
But wait! I forgot: I'm a pseudo father figure to you. Aw, crap! that just makes me feel old again.
Age is a state of mind so stop the pity party . Besides , youre going to the DR soon and we are not ...dongs ...oops I mean gongs are so over rated anyhow .
Freudian slip there, eh, Ma? Dongs and gongs. One is over-rated, the other is not.
Wery interrrrresting.
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