Old

Congrats, I made it. I'm old.
I wasn't vain anyway.
But now, I don't have to worry about looking good. I can wear grey with pride. I earned it. And pop culture doesn't matter. Not that it ever did. I grew up with heavy metal and gangster rap. Now called metal and hip-hop.

I remember using lots of product in my hair as a teenager to try to impress my classmates.

Then I moved out of town, so a lot of good that did.

My name is Danny.
Old men go by Dan.
Will I ever grow the eff up?

Congrats, I'm old.

When I was younger,
I was a breast man.
As I've gained wisdom,
Breasts, Thighs, Legs, and Butt
Are all wonderful in their own way.

I'm always in the mood for chicken.

I'm old.

Next is The End. Maybe it'll be a new beginning.

Congrats, I made it. I'm old.