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You are as old as your knees, IMHO.
Jumped out of my truck wrong yesterday and somehow spun my left knee.
This morning the thing was the size of a football.
Naturally, the temp is pushing 60 degrees, my bottom limit for hittin' the highway.
There's no way I can punch a clutch, I can hardly walk!
Gettin' old ain't for sissies.
UT
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