My little off-topic section.
Where'd the old Luke go?
We're at a wedding yesterday.
Dinner is over and it's now "Party time".
People are getting drunk left and right.
Music is way too loud.
And has way too much bass.
I can't hear myself think, much less have a "normal" conversation with a bunch of drunks.
People who can't dance are dancing.
(Can you believe they still do the Macarena?!)
My wife asks (screamed so I can hear her) "Where did the old Luke go? The one that was fun and danced and stuff."
I said "The old Luke lived in a shithole, worked almost for free and whatever little money he had, he drank. He's gone."
I seriously never want to be him again, and I get annoyed when I meet people like him.
Dinner is over and it's now "Party time".
People are getting drunk left and right.
Music is way too loud.
And has way too much bass.
I can't hear myself think, much less have a "normal" conversation with a bunch of drunks.
People who can't dance are dancing.
(Can you believe they still do the Macarena?!)
My wife asks (screamed so I can hear her) "Where did the old Luke go? The one that was fun and danced and stuff."
I said "The old Luke lived in a shithole, worked almost for free and whatever little money he had, he drank. He's gone."
I seriously never want to be him again, and I get annoyed when I meet people like him.
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Yea getting old is a BITCH!
I used to be the same, hit the bottle and party for days on end.
Then I became a dad!
When that little hand holds your finger you change.
It took a few years to slow down and now I am a grumpy old gramps!
I still have fun on my bike through!
I still drink but now know when to stop.
Good on you Luke.Posted 2nd August 2009 at 22:34 by DEEP DIVER 
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Good for you Luke. I totally hear you !!
Posted 4th August 2009 at 18:30 by sportyblue
