Yes. The local old fart has aged another year. Pretty soon I'm sure he'll be yelling at us whippersnappers to get off his lawn all the while bitching about how his apple sauce is too damn spicy. Somebody make sure to burn every rocking chair around, those things tend to get old people talking about the good old days of VHS, Windows 95, and shit like that. *shudders*.............wait a minute....... I remember those...................crraaaap.... Where's my cane? I need to hit something.... Maybe that Timmy kid down the street. Him with his hippidy hop music and the.. the scary....women.. looking thing he listens to?... I dunno. Ladyyyyyyyy something or other....... Damn kids these days.