At some point in my childhood, I saw a father on a sitcom ask something to the effect of when they could visit park-bench land while at an amusement park and the disgust and scorn I felt for this loser stuck with me. “You can’t even handle walking short distances in between sitting on rides?… Seriously? You’re pathetic. its time for you to die now, thx”
Fast forward to last year, and someone in my party snapped this shot of me taking a power nap at Disneyland while my twin cousins Matt & Kylie rode the lame Dumbo ride.
There I am.. with a makeshift sleeping mask and everything. just waiting for the Grim Reaper to carry me off.
Goodbye youth. it was fun while it lasted…
(PS: They have a saying in the far east that “man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day” but I’m really just hammocking my arm so I don’t have to rest it on the dirty ground, just so you know)
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