Gravity and Old Age–Do not mix

Nae's Nest —  April 2, 2012 — 4 Comments

Shoot me now if

  1. If I grow granny whiskers so thick, my grandchildren think I am grandpa.
  2. When I lay on my back, my boobs disappear in my armpits.
  3. If I am able to tuck my boobs into my pants
  4. If my butt cheeks sags so low the back of my knees can’t be seen
  5. If butt cheeks get wet in the commode
  6. If my butt cheeks need a bra

Gravity was created simply to humiliate us when we reach old age.  I figure God sits in a rocking chair and laughs himself silly as he sees these things transpire.  All of you, God included, would get a big kick out of the “naughty” things gravity does to our sexual side.  I suppose I shouldn’t list those out.  We will just have to leave it to the imagination.–by Renee Robinson

I am not the author of Dr. Seuss’ wonderful poem, but oh! so fitting it is.

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

4 responses to Gravity and Old Age–Do not mix


    You are hilarious! I nominated you for an “Inspired Blogger Award” :] Go to my blog if you choose to accept!


    Let us hope gravity does spare some of us!!


    Will somebody please tuck my butt cheeks into my socks. I am cold.

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