When I was ten I’d go over to my friend’s place to watch The Banana Splits or go jump my BMX off dirt ramps, or steal slightly out of date chocolate milk from the back of the local milk factory. I was in my mid-twenties and second marriage before the internet came around. Now that’s old.
When I was ten I’d go over to my friend’s place to watch The Banana Splits or go jump my BMX off dirt ramps, or steal slightly out of date chocolate milk from the back of the local milk factory. I was in my mid-twenties and second marriage before the internet came around. Now that’s old.
Mid twenties…
Second marriage…
Damn.
And how. Gladly I haven’t been stupid enough to go for a third.