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You know you're getting old when.......
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As life moves on there are signs which tell us, without any chance of doubt, that we are getting older, going downhill, coming off the final bend or generally ready to turn off the lights, lock the door and depart gracefully. What is/are your particular tell-tale symptoms?
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You still count money in 'bob' Although to be fair, thanks to healthy Jimmy Clitheroe exposure as a child I still do this
You agree life just hasn't been the same since commercial televisionAnd how can you watch 2 BBC channels at once?
You still think aids should make things better They can't all be funny
*twigs* or spelt correctly
You still refer to Coca-Cola as "that Yankee drink"
You still refer to coke as "that Yankee drink"
You have a 17-inch TV and need to squint to see it properly
You can remember when you needed to squint at the TV because the screen was smaller than the average matchbox
You can actually remember watching the 1966 World Cup - as it happened
You think O and A levels as an educational qualification not a service
The Bypass means something rather more than the road that avoids the town centre.
The ties hanging in your wardrobe are fashionable.
You remember at least ten of the fashions currently in vogue from the first time round....and the celebrities who started them look like your grandmother
People never speak up properly.
You can remember when The Long Game started.
You can remember when this game started Time for a conclusion?
[pen] I did attempt it back there a bit, but there appears to be an unremarked nonstandard winning move.
[Projoy] Let's try this... You die
You pop your clogs
You kick the bucket
I'm on the wrong track, obviously...
You start a game and forget to tell anyone what the winning move is
You don't have any fillings! Or, admittedly, any natural teeth
All your junk mail comes from the local funeral director
No. Looks like I've lost the plot.
You realise that the game of life is one which you actually CAN'T win ! [Pen & Pro] I see what you mean - Who started this one anyway?
Everything you do is things you've always done.
You could care less about the winning move, you are just happy to be playing the game. ["Hit me again, Sam ..."]
Your early life is recorded in Shakespeare's plays.
[Snodgrass] It wasn't you, then, prior to posting the first move?
You turn to the "Birth's, Marriages and Deaths" column in the local newspaper before reading anything else, but don't know anyone in the "Birth's" or "Marriages" sections.
You listen to the wireless, play LPs on a gramophone, and drive a motor car.
"... you have such difficulty climbing out of chimney no. 372,797,742 that you decide to knock off early, you toss your sack into the nearest thrift store donation bin, and exhaust the evening on lap dances and cheap booze, while out on the curbside Rudolf et al. get gunned down in a driveby gangland shooting."
You don't find the previous posting terribly funny, really.
You let strangers into your house to check for an electricity leak
You're not sure how many children you have.
You need to write everything down or you'll forget.
You forget where you wrote everything down.
You have to visit Batman weekly in the Old Superheroes' Home
You have finally mastered your Indian guide's native tongue and discover `kemosabe' is "an Apache expression for a horse's rear end .
You no longer say "what did I come up here for?" because you simply cannot get up here any more. Not yet, boys and girls. :-)
You forget to read the piece of paper you wrote everything down on.
Upon investigating why your hearing aid doesn't work you remove it from your ear to discover it is not your hearing aid but a suppository and you ask yourself: "Now what do you suppose I've done with my hearing aid?"
How do I get onto the internet? Can any one email me the answer? My adress is 34 Walkers Rd. Harrogate. HG1 4NJ in the UK ... Thank you ever so much.
[It's my bike] Your postcode is wrong. That's Swarcliffe Road. You can't get onto the internet from there. Walk around the corner into Knaresborough Road and catch the bus.
The amount of exercise you're fit enough to do is no longer enough to maintain your fitness.
You find your first grey pube. [Raak: Henry Ford said "Exercise is bunk; if you're fit, you don't need it and if you're not, you shouldn't attempt it".]
You can name ALL the artists who FIRST recorded every single record in this week's Top 40, and cannot understand why people dance to these 40 ghastly remakes. And of course your children, being "too bloody young", can't even remember the forty artists who remixed them for LAST WEEK's Countdown.
You can't even remember what colour your pants where before they turned this attractive shade of grey.
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