John Gustafson: You’re supposed to be smoking filter cigarettes.
Grandpa Gustafson: I’m 94 years old. What the hell do I care?
There is a happy medium between living on bird seed and spring water and shoveling lard and flour into your mouth and washing it down with gallons of beer. I should eat better, but I also need to have food that I enjoy.
But once you’ve achieved a certain age or stage of life, there’s no shame in saying “Screw it!”. Enjoy a good smoke. Have that extra beer with a dish of rich ice cream. Once nobody depends on you, enjoy life in all of its glory.
DaddyBear’s Den 
mrgarabaldi
/ May 1, 2014Hey DB,
I would rather live until 71 partying my behind off then live to 77 being bored silly if you know what I mean. We will eventually check out, why be bored or “super safe” all the time.
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Old NFO
/ May 1, 2014Yeah, but we just have to GET there first… Sigh
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Frank the Wanderer
/ May 1, 2014Eating only “healthy” food (the stuff the government colludes with industry to say is “best”) might extend you life by a few years, but is that really living? I’ll eat what I’m hungry for.
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