NormWhipper-snappers
If there's one thing I won't stand for it would have to be the elderly. I simply won't. I believe in the concepts inherent in an ideology based on equality for all. My arse is as bony as the next. I'd know. I love fondling the buttocks of the stranger beside me. If there's one thing I ask the elderly to stand for it would have to be me. They can suffer in their padded jocks, for all I care. The elderly these days just aren't what they were when I was young. When I was, I wasn't that different to how I is. We had to walk miles in the snow barefoot just to go barefoot snow-skiing. Old people, so named because they are really people under all those folds, are far from green but closer to green than not. If there's one thing that goes green faster than the green it has to be the elderly. Shuffling off is something they do every day. It's not too short-sighted to think that those whipper-snappers are a pain in the person next to you's arse. Put down your glasses; this one is over. Forget the perilous youths of today - I was ripped off at the op-shop. Old and young: age.
Damnable whimper snapper...
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young whipper schnappers with their mobile telephones and boards with wheels and their mutherfornicator this and their loud music that.
Norm