I forgot my hot broads than you could ever dream of son.
Good for you, Was.
Or should I say 'Grandad' - after all, I'm 50 with adult offspring. Nice to be called son though.
I imagine in your advanced years, you have a prostate like a water melon, not sure I'll be having prostate massages at that point, but you give something to aspire to.
Good for you fantasising about middle aged pop stars in your twilight years too. Do all the men in the retirement home do the same?
Anyway - on your next monthly check up, see if they can give you something for the grouchyness. You might be a little less 'Bad Grandpa' then.