If, that is, antiquity can be defined as everything young people are stupid enough to forget.
I photographed this boat-sized 1972 Chevrolet Imperial
which is 23 years younger than me.
Harry Truman was President the day I was born
but this car probably voted for Nixon, instead of McGovern.
Nix on the peacenik and Yes on the impeachable wonder boy of Watergate.
A
pair
of
legs
saw
me
run
home
to frame the photograph.
Oh Mark, you great marksman, my booty will shake for youI want to do something for you...
if you give me that picture. The car belonged to my husband
who died in World War I.
That would make your husband one hundred years old while
you are young enough to be born when Ronald Reagan was President.
Who was Ronald Reagan? Was he related to Ronald McDonald.
Yes, they were bowling partners until the ball cracked with a blow to the Altzheimer.
There is nothing to be done by you for me!
But I will shake my booty because...your fiance loves dogs
more than she could ever love people, including you.
Barbra, I am old enough to be your Grandfather.
You are old enough to love my booty but just shoot my puppy
and she will never know the difference.
I
shot
the
pup
who
was
as
cute
as a cake with lots of chocolate frosting
Oh Barbra, Oh Barbra...I am young enough to know...what it is I need to feel.
Sorry, Mark, I've got to go. I haven't had a toke of reefer for damn near fifteen minutes
and you are older than both my grandfathers put together.
Just tell me one thing before you go...What is your puppy's name.
BULL. Just plain "Bull" but you can call him Pit.
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