I was never a ripped muscle man that could tear fags like Tiny in two with his bare hands… but I could do anything a farm boy was expected to do. The wife brought me a jar the other day and I was astonished when I couldn’t open it!!! I have this silicone-sticky-grabby-pad-thing meant expressly for opening stubborn jars and with that and a little murderous road rage … I finally got it open.
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I used to open those things with a dirty look! Ughhh. Now I am so fuggin old I’m starting to lose muscle mass. I will be as weak and helpless as Chutes or Mike at this rate! I’m seeing it in other things too. I may be forced to start doing more work and chores, dammit. It’s part of getting old I suppose…
Or maybe I need more pickled eggs and sauerkraut in my diet..😊💨
Yeah… that’s it!
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