
My inner child is forty-five years old!
I've never really liked children, not even when I
was one. I want things neat, ordered, and
adult--fine wine instead of french fries, pina
coladas by the pool instead of beach sand
between my toes. Now if only my fellow adults
would stop acting like such, well, children!
How Old is Your Inner Child?
brought to you by Quizilla
From:
no subject
Rolling. This was my crotchety old grandfather's catch phrase. Muttered, more often than not, but occasionally yelled.
V. funny.