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.