Justa Kiddin Around

Come va,
Hey, where did the last twenty or so years go? I mean is it possible that Uncle D. is
gettin older; better for sure, older to. I can remember when I was like thirty-nine, right,
and didn't walk with a limp. I can remember a limpless life, you know what I mean?
I can remember a life without glucosamine and piles of ibuprovnik, which is Russian
for ibuprofin; when I could actually drink milk and have some ice cream, without having
my bowels suffer. I can remember a time when I never thought about my bowels; vowels
maybe, but not bowels! Marone, thats me, the ancient one, the geriatric Uncle Donnie,
whattayagonna do? I remember  when dysfunction was all about families and not about......
well, you know what I mean! I remember a time when I could actually read without glasses,
and preferred to drive at night. What!!!!! And now I have to wear a sleep mask sose I
can fall asleep.There was a time when I could literally look down and see my toes...
fuggetaboudit! Used to be I could eat just about any thing without consequence; now,
my closest friend is heartburn, capisci mi? They say when an athelete gets a little older,
he's a step slower now......sheesh, I'm about a step-ladder slower, you know what I mean?
I wouldn't know what to do if I wasn't so pretty.....and funny!
Just kiddin Pals,
Ancient Donnie