A guest comes into the bar. I haven’t seen him in a year. He asks,
“Are you still blogging?”
“Yup.”
“I stopped reading it because you make fun of men my age relentlessly.”
I turn to my co-bartender,
“Is that true?”
“Maybe not his exact age, but older men.”
Good Times with Jess 
I am an old guy, really old, and I think you are funny.
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Thank you Billy.
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