I gotta say I’d have to be happy to make it to 87 before I died. Though I might want to change my mind once I got to 86.
Tumblr CEO was on GMA today. I didn’t know he was a high school dropout. Which explains why he didn’t know how to spell tumbler…
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The closer you get to that magical age where you think you’re going to die the more eager you are to postpone the event.
I’ll be happy when I’m 87, even if I’m already dead! That’s just the way I roll.