How old is that McDowell kid?

If an old toot my age had been driving that car they would still be looking for pieces ..... of ME.

My daughter and I were stopped for a traffic light one night and were rear-ended by a drunk dude in a 3/4 ton Silverado. It rang my bell good, and the next morning I hurt all over when I crawled out of bed. I called her and asked how she felt. Her response was "Huh? Why, Dad?"

Fifty or sixty years seems to make a bit of a difference in situations like that.