My personal proof of aging.
Sagging stomach.
Hangovers take two days to recover from.
Hating nightclubs & loud bars.
Preferring quiet pubs.
Happily staying in on a Friday night.
Tutting at youths.
Despairing for the future of mankind.
Considering an estate car for practicality.
Bewildered by what constitutes fashionable clothing.
Worrying about my pension & retirement.
Interested in the state of my lawn.
Grey pubic hair.
My cock dribbling a bit more piss after I have shaken it & put it away.
Being too tired for sex.
( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 2 Nov 2011, 11:51, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Hahahahahahaha!
Brother!
(Set your faces to Stunned Bigly, Wed 2 Nov 2011, 11:55, Reply)

Oh he's 'one of us' alright.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:02, Reply)

The sad thing about this is that you are probably younger than me.
It gets worse.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 2 Nov 2011, 11:59, Reply)

I'm 38.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:01, Reply)

This makes me feel good
as I am only 2 years younger and only have the social bits that you describe and I've had those since forever.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:04, Reply)

Trust me. The rest will come.
Particularly the cock dribbling.
( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:05, Reply)

Nah, I'm immortal me.
I've always looked a few years younger than I am I'm starting to suspect that I actually am a few years younger than I am.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:07, Reply)

I'm 41 and it gets worse.
Although I can't say I've noticed the cock-dribbling. Perhaps that's the next stage - not even noticing the massive stain on the front of the Ys.

Fuck.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 2 Nov 2011, 12:09, Reply)