January 12, 2007
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You're a guy in your late 50s. You've just awakened and are looking at yourself in the bathroom mirror—as you do every morning. Only today you notice for the first time what must have been there for a while: the love handles, the once bulging pecs that now sort of sag. It gets you thinking. You realize that for some time you haven't had as much energy as you used to, you don't have as much interest in sex, there are times when you feel down and discouraged, and your friends tell you that you're more irritable than you used to be. Is this just aging? Is it simply the inevitable price of your nutritionally rich and exercise-poor lifestyle? Or is it a medical condition—one for which there might be a treatment?
NO! It's time for some rubarb pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Momma's little baby loves rubarb, rubarb, beeboop a ru-bop, rubarb pi!
It gets you up and goin' - when eaten in carefully calculated slices!
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OK...THAT was random! But I gotta admit, it made me laugh! I could just hear you singing that song!
You're a strange, strange, man. But this I have known for a long time.
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