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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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Okay, that’s a start, but you need to really sell your grumpiness. Better yet, forget it and maintain the sweetness that makes your laundromat such a huge hit!

May wish to modify that adjective ...

And it is one of those parties that takes place both inside and outside the lemonade stand down the street from the other lemonade stand. Present to a couple I know who were both essentially born grumpy old as-you-wills. Even at the physical ages of 20-something, all agree they are both get off my lawn types from before they left the starting gate. They are standing in front of me arguing (because it's one of their hobbies) and he says to his wife: don't be curt.

Corrected them both on the spot. Men are curt. Women are snippy.

Whereupn all agree in this moment - the couple included - I'd hit on their perfect names. To this day all one need say is have you seen Curt and Snippy? and everyone knows exactly who is meant. Curt and Snippy both matured into their Get Off My Lawn selves gracefully.

I'll work on it.
 
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Today is my birthday 67 years. Most of the gang I ran with are gone. No one told me that having birthdays would get lonely.

Happy Birthday my brother and fellow southpaw! If hugs could travel over the interwebs, I'd give ya a big one!
We're only about 6 months apart, but you're a bit ahead of me. With my checkered medical history, my main reaction to birthdays is "Hmm, I guess I made it to another one. Go figure..."
 
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