After all, it’s practically my life’s work, people! Grrrrrr.
That’s what happened when one gets ‘senile’; you start to feel ‘nice’ instead of ‘awful’. I guess once your ‘senile’, having others tell you that word definitions have changes becomes ‘fantastic’.
Back in my day, children used to feel ‘gay’ as they slipped on their ‘thongs’. Now we have ‘trolls’ that go ‘tweet’, ‘tweet’, ‘tweet’.
(I guess once your you’re ‘senile’,)
What are you, some kind of desk cop? I’m street, yo, STREET!
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