I am 55 years old, and I was born in 1955. I shot awake this morning at 5:55. I would think this was some great omen, but it turns out it was just indigestion.
What could it be, it’s true I was at a party last night, but I didn’t over do it. It couldn’t be the beer, I only had one bottle. It couldn’t be the wine, I only had one glass. It couldn’t be the spiked eggnog, I only had one cup. It couldn’t be the Irish creme, I only had one cup. It couldn’t be the pudding shots, they were so small, and I only had one. It must have been that maraschino cherry in the apple-tini!