Ade: This morning, I found three gray hairs on my head.
Inner Child: So?
Ade: That means I’m growing old, you insensitive sonofabitch.
Inner Child: And tell me again, why should I care?
Ade: Um, because you’re part of my subconscious?
Inner Child: And?
Ade: I knew it, you couldn’t care less if I’m on the road to growing old. I’ll go find somebody to talk to.
Inner Child: Wait, wait. You’re growing old?
Ade: Apparently, yes. Y’see, we humans have something called a BODY. A body, which parts of the ego -like you- do not have, ages. And therefore, when the body ages, stuff like an aching back, a thinning hairline, an expanding belly and an inability to sustain an erection for more than three seconds. And oh yeah, white hair.
Inner Child: You mean… you can’t keep your birdie stiff for more than three seconds?
Ade: NO! I didn’t mean me, I meant–
Inner Child: But you just said–
Ade: My point is, I’m growing white hair and I feel old.
Inner Child: But what about your bird?
Ade: Let’s not talk about THAT, okay? Read the rest of this entry »
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