i really hope i'm not an annoying twit when i get into my twilight years. i work with a grouchy bastard in his 60's who is only happy when talking about classic tv and NOTHING ELSE. he lights up when someone absently whistles anything resembling a classic tv theme or comparing some situation to a honeymooners episode. seriously - the guy would go on for hours if he wouldn't be sharp enough to realize that he eventually is the only guy left in the room. if i really wanted to know how much jerry mathers resented playing beaver cleaver as he got older, i would've looked it up my fucking self. isn't that kind of a no-brainer anyway? i think if i was a grown man always being called "beaver", i'd start killing hostages as well.
yes, i know who woody woodpecker is. and he still sucks. no, you don't have to recount that episode of bugs bunny that was brand-new when you were in your 20's to me. no, the chick from bewithced WASN'T hot. she looked like a goat. i get it. you're a vast plethora of useless classic tv trivia bullshit. now stfu or gtfo.
if i can at least keep my rantings to myself, i could die - or at least retire - a happy man. unless someone REALLY wanted to know the details of the the finale of sons of anarchy: season 2 - in 2040. come to think of it, i kind of forgot what happened in that episode right now. age is a bitch.
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