It’s all about me, no it’s not

Sippin coffee, as you see Steve’s squint, its proof, I’m a good person

I was thinkin of you, didn’t want you to see this an ruin your firearm Friday

something I read, something I didn’t need to read

Boomer divorcées can’t find a man….

The generation that helped destroy marriage and relationships is now part of an entirely new dating market, complete with gray-haired singles, dating apps, and romantic expectations that haven’t gotten any more realistic with age.

For decades, the message was that women didn’t have to settle for traditional relationships or compromise their independence to make a man happy. But relationships are funny things. They generally involve another human being with his own opinions, habits, and annoying little preferences.

Who the hell is that you may ask, but not want to know, to late

And just when you think this Boomer dating circus couldn’t get any worse, we meet 78-year-old Renee Imperato.

Renee is a retired Air Force veteran and a trans activist and has been married four times. Yes, FOUR times. Apparently, the sexual revolution never really ended for some of these Boomers, and Renee is living proof.

And wait until you hear about the latest romantic arrangement… we suggest you avoid eating and reading at the same time.

Suddenly, the lady guarding her closet space sounds downright old-fashioned and delightful…

Deer season is a couple of weeks away, even before the sayin took hold

“let them go, let them grow” Ma had a different view of stuff

“the freezer is empty”

by tone and look, the conversation was over

Something that thing up top will never speak, an unspoken language, was a time one of dad’s brothers took a hammer from ma’s hand, told her to get in the house, dad went over there, punched him right in fuckin mouth,laying on ground, don’t ever tell my wife what she can do or not do. Picked up the hammer handed back to ma. Was a time a couple over the house for supper, roastbeast with homebread and potatoes, after supper that guy asked ma for tinfoil, for what, I’m taking the leftovers home, “that is my husband’s lunch tomorrow on the boat, get out of my house! Never seen that couple again. The unspoken language of standing up for your better half, even when they are not present,

it’s something that thing up top will never know

Before ma said it, il sis blurted out

“freezer is empty”