you pluck your first grey hair from your nostrils! But **** it, it's Friday I'll worry about it on Monday!
amen to the second bit lol so grey pubes is nothing to worry about just yet then, its the nostrils that's when you are an old fecka
It only feels like that first thing in the morning. Truth is I'm now passed the 'getting' stage. You know you are old when you can call a Middle-Aged father of 3 - SONNY BUT you start to act as if you are old when you take yourself seriously
You know you're old when you go into a half trendy pub on a Saturday night, look round & realise that you're the oldest in the establishment
You know you're old when the trabs you had as a kid start coming "back in" to fashion and when referees start looking youthful
Ffs You know you're really old when you don't understand the slang of someone who's mid thirties Thanks Tobes... Jesus wept RHC
But Billy didn't know that!!!! Billy's never been on a Green Goddess tram or stood under the Dockers Umbrella