Back in the fifties I was a little kid growing up on a good sized dairy farm where I helped out before and after school and then worked when school was not in session. Hah, I was "in" the sht.<quoted text>
Back in the 50s you were probably the sht, now you're a lonely old know nothing concerned with the state of my dk.
Now I'm a old muckety muck who had lunch with a ten term US congressman last week and will gather with Florida's wild eyed (R) governor next week.
Call me maybe__eh?