Looking back, our lives whiz by before we know what hit us. We spend our first thirty years thinking about our future, the second thirty thinking about our past, and our last years wondering what the hell we were thinking!
The older I get, the more adamant I become in my belief that we should start out old and grow younger every year. On each successive anniversary of our birth, we could assemble all our friends and family for a truly heartfelt celebration, and joyously remove one candle from our cake. What could be better than to spend the first fifty years of our life, looking forward to becoming a little boy, and tormenting little girls!