My kids think I'm old and over the hill.
I have a daughter, she's twenty years old.
When I was 17-years-old, I was in the music business.
L.A.'s not a good place to grow old.
I'm just a big old nerd.
I was twelve years old when I started reading 'Vogue.'
I don't want to see a 70-year-old on television.
There's the young Jon Voight and the old Jon Voight.
I have very old-fashioned tastes.
I just don't have time to get old!
There is no fool like an old fool.
Vanity is as old as the mammoth.
I like my whisky old and my women young.
John had written that normal fantasy ("normal" in the T.S. Kuhn sense) was written for the moderately educated class suffering from ennui. It was for folks stuck doing dull, repetitive work, growing old while not getting laid half often or variously ...
John had written that normal fantasy ("normal" in the T.S. Kuhn sense) was written for the moderately educated class from suffering ennui. It was for folks stuck doing dull, repetitive work, growing old while not getting laid half often or variously ...
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