Eighty-Two

(to the tune of Taylor Swift’s “Twenty-Two”) It feels like a perfect day to take out my false teeth And make fun of those youngsters. Uh uh. Uh uh. It feels like a perfect day for those high waisted pants To keep me looking groovy. Uh uh. Uh uh. Yeaaaah. I’m dazed, confused, and emotional … Continue reading Eighty-Two