I'll hand it to her, though...she's gotta be 20 years older than me, but I couldn't climb a tree to save my life these days. All I can do to drag my azz out of bed in the morning, let alone get out of a frackin treehouse.
Baby boomers never grow old, but we are prone to become broken branches.
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