Just to have us a little ol’ lark, let’s play “name the film that the song was in”. It may be tricky ‘cuz I’m gonna change the words a little bit to get in line with what I’m talkin’ ’bout with us Boomers. And if some of y’all have seen this here film, well then you’re not too old to work wherever it is you have a mind to.
“You know it’s hard out here for a Boomer/tryin’ to get a job from little Junior/I better not tell ’em ’bout my tumor/there’s a whole lotta bitches talkin’ shit…”
(the last line is verbatim, just to help the more mature folks with an obvious hint. And since we’re all friends here I’ll show y’all my tumor once them doctors git it out of my noggin’!)
I ask y’all to watch this little public service announcement from a feller I know who used to work for one of them big hoity toity corporations and a youngun’ ‘bout his daughter’s age sent the old boy packin’ just ‘cuz she said he was a drunk and a peed-o-file. I don’t know ’bout y’all, but where I come from if you don’t respect your elders you’re in fer a good ol’ fashioned whippin’! And you best not be accusin’ nobody of bein’ no peed-o-file either!
All righty then y’all go out and share that with the boys down at the barbershop and at the afternoon bridge club. Y’all just let ’em know, us Boomers is a force to be reckoned with I reckon! Pretty soon them kids’ll be changin’ our diapers so they best git while the gittin’ is good!