WHO LIES about their age on here???

[Hitcher]

oh....it's out of PD now?? my Jedi powers muct be strong

I give you my word as a 38-year-old, that it was nothing to do with me.

[merv]

they are.

So there you go, I wasn't lying.

Its better for me to tell you my true age, then you think I'm fast for an old fellah, not slow for a young fellah eh!

Why would this thread ever go to PD - if it wasn't Hitch who was it?

[sisterecho]

There are many very very good reasons to lie about your age. Millions and billions.

Um... an example escapes me right now.

[Mystery]

I'm gonna "out" The Stranger, he lies about his age He claims to be 97 but I know for a fact that he is going to turn 99 soon. Some people just cant face the truth

21 hmmm...is that code for 43???

No 21 means 21 at least that's the number I get when I count all my fingers and toes, isnt that how you tell your age!

[Riff Raff]

I was transporting an elderly patient a few weeks ago who'd hit his head on the pavement. He asked me if I was still in training because he thought I was only 16 - bless him. After a bit of discussion we decided to agree on 26.

[cowpoos]

No 21 means 21 at least that's the number I get when I count all my fingers and toes, isnt that how you tell your age!

ummm...I can count to 21 in the shower!!!! I'm a bit bemused as to how a gal can count to twenty one if your using didgits to do it???

[cowpoos]

There are many very very good reasons to lie about your age. Millions and billions.

Um... an example escapes me right now.

you mean an excuse? escapes you right now???

[Toaster]

Mental or physical age??

And remember your only as old as the women you feel

So if you are feeling more than one woman at the same time, do you add the ages together to work out your own?

[Pumba]

So if you are feeling more than one woman at the same time, do you add the ages together to work out your own?

Never been in that situation that I can remeber, so I am willing take any advice any one as to offer on said subject

[MSTRS:Me]

Not me!
The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I
was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my
reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an
interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.
Old Age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have
always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the
wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken
aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my
mother!), but I don't agonize over those things for long.
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving
family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more
kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my
bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so
avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to
be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they
understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until
4AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60&70's, and
if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging
body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the
pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just
as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart
not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when
somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what
give
us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is
pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning
gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my
face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair
could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about
what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even
earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I
like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I
am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or
worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single
day. (If I feel like it)

[R6_kid:Me]

skidMark says he is 19 but he is still having trouble getting past 12 in reality...

but you all knew that so look at this instead

[007XX]

So if you are feeling more than one woman at the same time, do you add the ages together to work out your own?

Those in your dreams don't count I'm afraid, dear Toasteramus!

But the answer to your questions is : "no, of course not! Don't be silly..."

[Mystery]

ummm...I can count to 21 in the shower!!!! I'm a bit bemused as to how a gal can count to twenty one if your using didgits to do it???

So you have 11 toes too, excellent stuff! Uncle, brother, cousin Dad told me it was normal!

[007XX]

So you have 11 toes too, excellent stuff! Uncle, brother, cousin Dad told me it was normal!

If anyone starts to squeal and try to talk of " that pwetty mouth, dang shit boy!", I'm outta here...

[Blondini]

Im 23 forever