the old one wanders up to the bar and orders a brewski and his usual, looks around, must say its quiet around here, what ever happed to old GT, he did liven up the place with his red hot poker.. hahahahahahah
the wise one settles back in his favorite chair in the cornor and watches the FBWs doing some new gyrations on the dance floor.... he oogglleess the new outfits they're wearing, well, he mutters, some things are still the same....
