I asked my daughter for a phone book.
She said βYouβre such a boomer,β and handed me her phone.
Anyway the wasp is dead, and my daughterβs phone has seen better days.
When my wife left, I was sad, upset and lonely.
Since then I've got a dog, bought a motorcycle, started dating again and gained 15 pounds. She's gonna be pissed when she gets home from work.
Back in 1974 my buddies and I went to see Mott the Hoople at the Harrisburg Farm Show Arena. We shelled out $4.50 for tickets, got high, drank Boones Farm Apple and jammed. They had two opening bands. Aerosmith and Queen. They were pretty good too.
True story