Ode to grandmas

"Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew love before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!"

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So I just stole some Queen lyrics and tried to pass it off as my own personal wisdom...everyone does it. I mean look at the music of today - Voodoo Child by Rogue Traders (originally by Hendrix), Heaven by DJ Sami (originally by Bryan Adams), Wonderwall by Ryan Adams (originally by Oasis). If they can do it so can I but my blatant plagiarism isn't the reason for the above ode. No last night I was confronted with a situation that no 18 year old can fully come to grips with, I don't think we have the cognitive capacity to handle the situation I am about to describe.

I was hit on by a 55 year old last nite. Let that sink in for a moment. Me a youthful lad of only 18 summers was being flirted with by a women three times his age. I feel like a child who discovered there is no Santa Claus, dirty, shocked and jaded. I mean I love the idea that I could be some grandmas toy boy but at the same time...NO. Yuck. NO. And so to you inebriated, infatuated grandma I say this - No means no.