You know you're an aging hippie when...

Young hippies do that too!

 

You know youre an old hippie when the plastic card you use to chop out a line on the mirror is your AARP membership card

 

.....when you brought your acoustic,coz hauling the amp is just too much hassle...

 

Ooh ooh I have another....when you sell your Marshall JCM800 because the sucker is too heavy AND too loud.

 

....when you start to envy the one playing harmonica,coz when the gig's done he shoves his harmonica in his pocket and that's him packed up.

 

When you pat your cane in time with the music instead of your foot

 

You know you are an ageing hippie when all your tie died t shirts are all white again.

 

When smoking pot seems to improve your memory!

 

YOU KNOW YOU ARE AN ADEING HIPPIE WHEN YOUR OLD LADY SAYS
"HONEY, COME UPSTAIRS AND MAKE LOVE TO ME" AND YOU TELL HER THAT SHE
HAS TO PICK ONE OR THE OTHER. ha ha












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You remember when the 1% were Hells Angels.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

^^ you know you're an aging hippie when you post the same thing twice.

Or when you post the same thing twice.

 

.......When you're not sure if it was double-posted or you read a post twice




[and when some mere sprog like Ivory beats you to it]

 

you know you're an aging hippie when...

All the young posters on here all sound mental........ or maniac.......... or manic.

 

Wait!


There were two of them?

 

......hang on Tyr-I'll just go find my glasses and check for you.





.....now,where did I leave my glasse-OH,silly me-they're on my head!

 

Did I get stoned earlier? I'm so forgetful right now I figure I must be stoned, but I can't remember lighting one up. Wait, I don't have the munchies so I guess I'm not stoned, it's just me.

 

You know what they say about marijuana and short term memory don't you?

You know what they say about marijuana and short term memory don't you?

That might have been a glitch.

Stay Brown,
Rev J

 

Sorry fellas-what were we talking about?

 

whos got a ......light? look what I found in the.....

 

Umm....is this my pillow or did someone bake a meringue?

WHUT?

Oh well,makes no odds-my ear's in itzzzzzzzzzzzzz