so im pretty convinced that the majority of all older humans suck these days. i deal with these impatient bastards all day. they complain about paying a dollar fifty for a bottle of water, yet they spend four twenty five on a damn key west key chain in the shape of a sandal. when asked "where are you from", the 20 percent that don't say ontario usually will claim flowada (florida). NOPE! wrong answer you sniveling idiot. just because you moved to appolo beach, fl when you hit the big 65 in your lincoln continental from michigan doesnt make you a floridian damnt. why cant you go back to great falls, mi and take up senior golf lessons there? why is florida the only place with 55+ communitys? ya know. i mean, have you ever driven by one of those places and told yourself " shit man, when i retire im definitely moving into sunshine village"? come on. and at the age of 60 plus do you get a certificate that says im allowed to golf now? what the fuck? im so confused by this. these people never golfed before in they're lives. but i guess once you cross the state border into florida you can go to one of those "welcome centers"/rest areas and pick that certificate up. im not quite sure. we should ship them all to desert land, az somewhere, where they can golf, eat as much tapioka pudding, and watch perry mason as much as they want. seriously. one giant "adult community". therefore, when they hit 55 or 6o no one has to say "well what now"? its an automatic, "you're going to arizona dude".
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