Minden Press-Herald

Wednesday
Apr 16th

I Can’t Dance

Just like a bad nickel that you can't get rid of, I keep turning up. You know what I mean; a slightly bent nickel that is rejected through the coin slot of a vending machine! Oh, wait. I forgot. All of you ain't as old as I am and ain't got a clue as to what I'm talkin' 'bout.

It doesn't matter, though. But as I threatened earlier, I've survived the laminectomy surgery and am now back in circulation. Folks, I've got to say that I actually feel like a sixteen year old..., okay, okay. No way on earth do I feel that young. However, I do feel my age now and that's much better than feelin' the hundred and sixty or so before surgery.

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