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Saturday, April 8, 2017
Some of you are not as old as me - BUT, I think you'll be able to relate - if not now, soon!
Hat Tip to Suzanne Eovaldi
WE ALL GET
OLD IN THE END.....
I changed my car horn to gunshot
sounds. People get out of the way much faster now.
Gone are the days when girls used to
cook like their mothers. Now they drink like their fathers.
You know that tingly little feeling
you get when you really like someone? That's common sense leaving your body.
I didn't make it to the gym today.
That makes five years in a row.
I decided to stop calling the bathroom
the “John” and renamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying I went to the
Jim this morning.
Old age is coming at a really bad
time. When I was a child I thought “Nap Time” was a punishment. Now, as a
grownup, it feels like a small vacation.
The biggest lie I tell myself
is..."I don't need to write that down, I'll remember it."
I don't have gray hair; I have
"wisdom highlights." I'm just very wise.
Teach your daughter how to shoot,
because a restraining order is just a piece of paper.
If God wanted me to touch my toes, He
would've put them on my knees.
Last year I joined a support group for
procrastinators. We haven't met yet.
Why do I have to press one for English when you're just going to transfer me to
someone I can't understand anyway?
Of course I talk to myself; sometimes
I need expert advice.
At my age "Getting lucky"
means walking into a room and remembering what I came in there for.
I am a Seenager. (Senior teenager) I
have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later. In other
I don’t have to go to school or work. I
get an allowance every month.
I have my own pad.
I don’t have a curfew.
I have a driver’s license and my own car.
I have ID that gets me into bars and the whisky store.
The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant.
And I don’t have acne.
Life is great. I have more friends I
should send this to, but right now I can't remember their names.