Well. i took off, and, almost immediatly i noticed a definite lack of bounce in the ankles and toes; An inability to accelerate to any point that could be anywhere near to being described as a sprint; The flat footed stumbling was murder on the base of the back ,and i was gasping through my wide open mouth like a warthog having an asthma attack. With my tongue hanging a good 8 inches over my bottom lip ,i shall never forget the look of fear and horror on some woman i stumbled past. I crashed through the front door,(i did open it first), to dose up on rest n' relaxation,as well as a few gallons of tea n'sugar. If this is what i felt like as a teenager, i must've been a bloody mess,it's a miracle i've survived this long......As long as your in the boozer knocking the pints back ,or lying on the couch watching the telly,or watching other silly bastards excercising. You can fool yourself ,your the same as you were years ago .Just don't try and prove it.
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