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I just figured it out: I am a Seniager. (Senior teenager)

I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later. I don't have to go to school or work. I get an allowance (Social Security and a pension). I have my own pad. I don't have a curfew. I have a driver's license (so far) and my own car. I have ID that gets me into bars and the Beer Store. The woman I hang around with is not scared of getting pregnant and I don't have acne and I can write my name in the snow again ....

Life
is
great!

And what color is that signature?

JPG wrote:And what color is that signature?

This is a trick question .... right?

This thread kind of bombed .... :\

rjent wrote:

JPG wrote:And what color is that signature?

This is a trick question .... right?

This thread kind of bombed .... :\

Ok, a hint: What did you use to make the signature in the snow?

JPG wrote:

rjent wrote:

JPG wrote:And what color is that signature?

This is a trick question .... right?

This thread kind of bombed .... :\

Ok, a hint: What did you use to make the signature in the snow?

Lmao told you I was old. I thought you were talking about the forum sig

JPG wrote:And what color is that signature?

This is how "fun thread" go south in a hurry.

God forbid it was me that derailed itLOL Never had that yellow snow talent!!!

Careful I made a signature I the snow once and I will never forget it.

I was out hunting in Pa. It and snowed and it was up to our knees. My feet were soaked. We were in a field and I had to go. Well you don't go in the middle of the field you go over to the fence line. That is when I wrote my name in the snow and up and down the fence post. Next thing I felt was a lightning bolt the traveled up my pride and joy and stopped at the back of my neck. My head snapped back and I dropped to my knees. What I had been holding was GONE!
I fearfully quickly examined myself expecting to see something resembling a cartoon exploded shotgun. Instead what I found was a severely shrunken.

After the pain subsided about an hour later I could get up and went back to truck my hunting finished for the day. What I had failed to notice was the wire insulators on each fence post.

It took me about a week to be able to eliminate urine normally. For the first few days every time I pulled down the zipper things dissappeared. Had to convince it I was not going to give it anymore shock therapy treatments.

Learned two things that day. That the main nerve to our penis is connected to the back of our heads. Which probably explains the many rash and foolish decisions we made in our youth and never ever write you name in the snow until you made sure there is not electrical current around.

Good one Ed! Your imagination is second to none. You did just imagine that, didn't you?

I saw my neighbors name in my backyard once.

The problem was, it was my wife's handwriting!