Youthful Exuberance
I've been making some old jokes at the expense of Senator McSame, seen here:

My sissy helpfully reminded me that I too am a bit advanced in age. I am not yet so old and forgetful, however, that I accidentally passionately embrace the Worst President Evah who also engaged in an ugly smear campaign against me last time we ran against each other. Cough cough.
So to demonstrate that age ain't nothin' but a number and you are only as old as you remember you are, here are some photos of me showing off my impressive and youthful exuberance:
I believe I can fly!

You might think this is the heir to Michael Jordan. It's a common mistake.
No stiffness in THIS neck!
Um, heh. Definitely life in this old coot.

Aaaand...fast enough to make a quick getaway!

And barfing after a wild night out!

Labels: ethel, pawliticks, play, Wally, youth


