Every time I have a birthday…

These things get a little heavier.

I swear it’s true.

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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8 Responses to Every time I have a birthday…

  1. MJR says:

    Can’t fault you there Joel. Must be some sort of mass/dark matter issue. I’ve found that the older I get the more mass these things tend to acquire. The only place I can see the extra mass coming from is dark matter, it can’t be me. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it…

  2. MJR says:

    Oh dopey me… HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

  3. Judy says:

    Well Happy Birthday!

    Yup, me too. Something about working smarter.

  4. doubletrouble says:

    Happy Birthday Joel!

  5. Ray in Kentucky says:

    At least there isn’t any lead in it these days!

  6. anonymous says:

    Happy Birthday sir, you share it with my brother who I just called to wish him one as well. Hope your day goes well !

  7. Anonymous says:

    Happy returns, Joel. You’re correct: a couple of days ago I grabbed one of those full of gas and was brought to a complete halt.

  8. Jack says:

    So true, those suckers get heavier every year after we pass a certain age. I used to lift 5gal gas cans over the side of the pickup and into the bed with one hand. When I hit 60 years I had to start using two hands. Now a month shy of my 66th I have to use two hands through the back with the tailgate down or my body painfully reminds me that I ain’t a young man anymore.

    Hope you had a very Happy Birthday Joel!


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