I must be getting old. Everywhere I went during the past week I forgot something.
In Seattle at my friend Nancy's place I left my belt.
In Princeton when I went to visit Jenny I forgot my sunglasses in her car.
In New York when I stayed with my friend Ivy I forgot my basketball shorts.
I guess senility really does come with old age. Who knew it started at 26?
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I don't know if it's senility so much as it is virility....why, Terrence, do you leave your clothing at your female "friends'" houses?
:D
Hey, that's what I was going to say. :)
Well Terrence, my mother used to say "you'd forget your head if it wasn't attached" and I was pretty young so maybe you're just forgetful.
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