Hurry and wait… waiting… waiting

It’s a particular skill we all know, it’s about damn time man, not getting any younger here. “chance, why we always sit in the kitchen never in the living room where the fireplace is?”. Look man, you’re kitchen table kinda people not living room respectable, can you see the fireplace? “yes” then you be fine. Soon, I’ll be called names like grampa, believe you me, I learnt from the best of grampawin, mine was 103.

Was told, baby showers ain’t a place for my kind, but could you make a fur crib blanket, that would be really nice, I can do that in exchange for 1st Brithday RIGHTS, deal? ok fine. With no childen at 87 year old, didn’t know what to do, with brain rot setting in (LOL) he thought of me

single shot Windchester.22

I’ll clean it up, blue it so it’ll be ready to make new memories, loss of value, depends on your point of view of value.

I can see his face now, “you’re giving a baby firearm as a birthday gift?”. Which I’ll reply, after a sip of coffee, listen up kid, firearms are just like potato chips, no one can just own one, prepare yourself boy, And the better half will cover her face that contains a smile.

There’s music for such a situation as this

Rights don’t change because technology advances