1) I cannot watch the VMAs. Seriously. I tried watching them last night and I barely knew who anyone was, nor did I understand 75% of the crazy-haired host’s references. I don’t even know who that guy was and why he was wearing skintight leggings with boots.
2) I get irritated when I see people walking around with inappropriate undergarments. I really do. Black bra underneath a white tank top? If you’re Madonna, OK. But if you’re a teenager hanging out in suburban Orange County, NO. Get thee to Macy’s and get a nice nude-colored one. Oh, and while you’re there? Pick up a slip because your skirt is see-through.
3) I actually use the phrase “kids these days.”
4) I really enjoy eating dinner at 5:00 p.m.
I’m sure there are more, and I’ll update you when I think of them. But right now, I need to go take my Geritol so it will digest before my early bird dinner.
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Talking to the choir, girl!
I feel the same way about the VMA's; someone on Twitter said that she thinks she got an STD from watching them, and I think that sentiment just about sums it up.
I too may be 68, because I find those things just as intolerable. What makes this worse? I'm twenty.
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