The Old Man Fed Up

The Old Man is fed up with just about everything, including every Norman Lear sitcom that was his childhood. And Stephen King novels. Cracked sidewalks and old pennies lying tail up in the gutter.

What about Twinkies, and other Hostess snack cakes? Nah, those aren't genuine; Hostess went bankrupt. What they make now are part of some plot by the Wealthy Elite Oligarchy hell bent on trapping The Rabble into indentured servitude under the guise of Health Care and Reality TV. Besides, The Old Man should really be mindful of his surgar intake these days. Too much sugar throws his system out of whack. And it hurts his teeth.

Let's consider for a moment the many advantages and delights of modern technology and content. What do you mean? Like PokeMon Go? And Tinder (is that how you even spell that shit?)? And ICP's YouTube channel/video podcast? How about, let's not and say we did. The Old Man wonders whatever became of his Hot Wheels cars.

Coin carrots and green beens too orange and green to be genuine. From his father's garden, he learned the truth about The Earth and why it's necessary to water the tomato plants by hand with rain water collected in old buckets. Only around the base of the plant where he and his father spread grass clippings and rottings apples that fell from the tree in the backyard. If you get the water on the actually plant the sun will scorch them. Even if this isn't true, The Old Man invokes the ritual.

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