Same story, fewer words
I wrote a 700 word post last week on retirement. Sister Mitzi Perdue has the same story in 70 words with a better graphic.
I am a Seenager (Senior teenager) I have everything that I
wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later.
I don’t have to go to school or work.
I get an allowance every month.
I have my own pad.
I don’t have a curfew.
I have a driver’s license and my own car.
I have ID that gets me into bars and the whisky store.
The people I hang with are not scared of getting pregnant.
And I don’t have acne.
Life is great. I have more friends I should send this to, but
right now I can’t remember their names.