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Attention Signs you're getting old.

Earlier, I put some stuff into the pockets of the shorts I had planned to wear. Then, I went off to do something else. I decided it's too cool to wear shorts today and decided to go with pants. Then, I spent a couple of minutes trying to find a couple of things I wanted to take...only to remember that I'd already put them in the shorts pockets.

I'm not sure if this is a sign of getting too old, or today is Too Monday, or I was racing about trying to do much at once...
 
I wasn’t alive in 1978.

According to my AI assistant, approximately 2.5% of the total number of humans who have ever lived were alive in 1978. This is based on estimates that around 100 billion people have ever lived, with the world population at that time being about 4.3 billion.
 
When you are young, a birthday is something to celebrate, it means you are another year closer to being grown up.
Then you do become grown up and you stop celebrating birthdays when you find out how overated this adulthood shit is.
Eventualy, you reach old age, then you start being glad of birthdays again coz you havent got too many left so you have to enjoy them while you can.
 
Eventualy, you reach old age, then you start being glad of birthdays again coz you havent got too many left so you have to enjoy them while you can.
Not necessarily. An uncle is less than enthusiastic about his. I send a nice card (well, the nicest off the 99 cent rack--my budget being what ti is--but it is signed with a pen with pretty ink), but I'm also conscious that he's not terribly enthusiastic about the day now. Although a card is less fuss than I think his immediate family subjects him to.
 
When you are young, a birthday is something to celebrate, it means you are another year closer to being grown up.
Then you do become grown up and you stop celebrating birthdays when you find out how overated this adulthood shit is.
I pretty much stopped because I'm socially isolated, which means no party, no cake, etc. The most I can hope for is a card. :cry:

Although a lot of the fun of birthdays did end when I was younger, once I'd gotten past the meaningful age restrictions. But, with that, came the adulthood shit. Particularly my 18th, at which point I could vote (not that there was anyone worth voting for, as I quickly learned), but also could potentially end up in a situation where the president might decide to launch a war in order to keep his military industrial friends happy, which could result in the draft coming back.
 
My left knee and hip started hurting just from sitting too long. This is when i knew i was getting older. This is also when i knew i needed to get my butt to the gym and start moving more regularly. Luckily i have a walking pad
 
I go to a busy, large chain pharmacy, not a mom and pop drug store. Despite this, when I get to the prescription counter, they greet me by name.
If the drug store doesn't have to ask your name, you are on too many prescriptions.
 
I get the quick shooting pain in my eyeball once in a while. My Doc told me it's remnants of a previous migraine or cluster headache. Scared the hell out of me. I thought it was the big one. :LOL:

15 or 20 years ago I sent away for a disposal underwear sample that advertised it looked just like the real thing or something like that. Not sure what brand it was but the ads went crazy for a few years.

For the record I do not need disposable underwear. I just was curious and it was free. :)
"except in the middle" That's just extra insulation over my six pack. Winter is coming.
Six pack….heck I got the Cube!
 
^^I graduated from college with a degree in Architectural Design in 1978 :cool: after enduring Disco and the BeeGees, Meco and streaking
I do miss the 70s lead paint & gas, smoking everywhere,
OSHA another a thing yet, standing on top of ladders to reach something on tip toes

Full contact Football practice with minimal padding
Bike riding forever till the cows came home
Building your garage ‘haunted house” inviting neighborhood kids over,
Setting off fireworks and blowing off a few fingah’s
Pre teen Swimming playin’ in the backyard above ground pool no supervision .
Going to the fair, sweeping the midway, seeing the bearded lady. (Oh wait that’s LGBT territory)
 
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It's when you come to the conclusion that these new rounds of aches and pains aren't going anywhere - but they're probably with you for good.
Not forgetting going over your latest round of test results with your doctor, when he tells you you're not doing too bad - for "someone of your age"
Or falling off a temporary walking stick, on a footpath in the main street - and hearing a woman call out ...
"OH NO, help QUICKLEY, an old man has had a FALL"


I've noticed at this age of life I no longier "fall over" - instead I "have a fall"
 
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