Crashing Into Adulthood

by matttbastard

Jesus – what the fuck happened to the last decade?! At least this explains my growing collection of wrinkles and lack of patience with obnoxious teenagers (damn kids, get off my lawn!) Anyway, 30 doesn’t feel much different than 29, apart from the instant erectile dysfunction once the clock struck midnight.

(PS Happy being born day to James Osterberg, who is exactly 30 years older than me. For some reason I have a hankering for peanut butter and Candy…)