I decelerate ever so slowly when someone tailgates me.

My coworkers assume I'm 40ish; it's what most people guess. My folks were right about being glad when older; I was sad & very young in school. I'm a 59-yo male.

You dirty bastard!!! "She was very mature for her age!"? Is this really your defense??? She's a kid. I ought to tell her dad. Hope he blows your balls off...

Sometimes I think the only reason we are still together is because neither one of us is brave enough to face the truth: we're just not right for each other.

I think my best friend is full of shit. I'm tired of all the excuses, get yourself together already.