I wasn't vain anyway.
But now, I don't have to worry about looking good. I can wear grey with pride. I earned it. And pop culture doesn't matter. Not that it ever did. I grew up with heavy metal and gangster rap. Now called metal and hip-hop.
I remember using lots of product in my hair as a teenager to try to impress my classmates.
Then I moved out of town, so a lot of good that did.
My name is Danny.
Old men go by Dan.
Will I ever grow the eff up?
Congrats, I'm old.
When I was younger,
I was a breast man.
As I've gained wisdom,
Breasts, Thighs, Legs, and Butt
Are all wonderful in their own way.
I'm always in the mood for chicken.
Congrats, I made it. I'm old.