When I get into my older years, I’m just gonna grab a couple thoussnd loans, and be done with life. Fuck it. I’m gonna spend my elderly years lonely, high off my ass, and giving the middle finger to society.
I figure I’ll go to base ball games, and start drinking lemonaide with tea in it. And also take some drugs.
Look man. Don’t even get me started about the damn 2020 rules that have stuck around.
I don’t understand why they felt the NEED to play baseball during a global health pandemic, but if we’re starting out already establishing the fact that they had to play baseball in that…THEN I say the 2020 rule changes made sense. For 2020.
But now??? Fuck the pitching clock. Fuck the extra innings man on second! I do NOT want my game sped up. I do not want a faster game. I want to sit in the sun, and enjoy a slow breezy summer day, in my happy place watching baseball. Look, I’ll be 85. And now you’re telling me my damn baseball ticket which cost me $30,000 because of inflation by 2067, now means I only get 2 hours of baseball??? Hell, thats hardly even enough time to find my seat! You know I don’t walk so fast. I don’t mean because I’ll be 85. I’m 41 now, and I didn’t walk so fast 20 years ago.
But now you tell me, after 85 years on this planet. Living through 9/11, a global pandemic, 6 terms of a trump presidency, global warming making winter in the north 115F degrees, and after all that bullshit, you wanna make my baseball shorter??? Oooooooh, and you wonder why us old timers are cranky! Boy let me tell you when I was a young spruce, I’d have pounded 15 shots of whiskey, drank about 24 beers, and then proceeded to mop the floor with you! Well lucky for you, I’ve only had 10 shots of whiskey, and 15 beers, but I also took some other extra ciricular activities, and now I’m not sure if you’re a person, or if I’m talking to a lamp post again!
I’m gonna be a grumpy old man, who yells at the youth for not understanding things they weren’t alive to experience.
I like the pitching clock. I don’t expect to be able to afford to go to baseball games in my old age. And drugs will be sketchier because of all the other prescription medications I’ll likely be on.
I don’t have, and won’t have children.
When I get into my older years, I’m just gonna grab a couple thoussnd loans, and be done with life. Fuck it. I’m gonna spend my elderly years lonely, high off my ass, and giving the middle finger to society.
I figure I’ll go to base ball games, and start drinking lemonaide with tea in it. And also take some drugs.
Look man. Don’t even get me started about the damn 2020 rules that have stuck around.
I don’t understand why they felt the NEED to play baseball during a global health pandemic, but if we’re starting out already establishing the fact that they had to play baseball in that…THEN I say the 2020 rule changes made sense. For 2020.
But now??? Fuck the pitching clock. Fuck the extra innings man on second! I do NOT want my game sped up. I do not want a faster game. I want to sit in the sun, and enjoy a slow breezy summer day, in my happy place watching baseball. Look, I’ll be 85. And now you’re telling me my damn baseball ticket which cost me $30,000 because of inflation by 2067, now means I only get 2 hours of baseball??? Hell, thats hardly even enough time to find my seat! You know I don’t walk so fast. I don’t mean because I’ll be 85. I’m 41 now, and I didn’t walk so fast 20 years ago.
But now you tell me, after 85 years on this planet. Living through 9/11, a global pandemic, 6 terms of a trump presidency, global warming making winter in the north 115F degrees, and after all that bullshit, you wanna make my baseball shorter??? Oooooooh, and you wonder why us old timers are cranky! Boy let me tell you when I was a young spruce, I’d have pounded 15 shots of whiskey, drank about 24 beers, and then proceeded to mop the floor with you! Well lucky for you, I’ve only had 10 shots of whiskey, and 15 beers, but I also took some other extra ciricular activities, and now I’m not sure if you’re a person, or if I’m talking to a lamp post again!
I’m gonna be a grumpy old man, who yells at the youth for not understanding things they weren’t alive to experience.
It’s gonna be great!
I like the pitching clock. I don’t expect to be able to afford to go to baseball games in my old age. And drugs will be sketchier because of all the other prescription medications I’ll likely be on.