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I often wonder what's the point of old age, As you age, Your Teeth fall OUT, then you hair falls OUT. Your organs wear OUT You chances of getting any are definitely OUT. In the end they put you in a box and cart you OUT. Anthony "The Ant" Martin
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Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
Outing Old Age
I often wonder what's the point of old age, As you age, Your Teeth fall OUT, then you hair falls OUT. Your organs wear OUT You chances of getting any are definitely OUT. In the end they put you in a box and cart you OUT. Anthony "The Ant" Martin
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Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
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