There comes a time, when one starts to realise that formerly not so distant memory of cool is something they will now have to experience vicariously through their children.
Especially when at a certain age, the adolescent eyeball roll begins to appear.
You know, the one that marks having gone a great distance past the point of no return, from the current definition of cool.
That is if ever one had been there at all…
…which is doubtful
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You know you want to, so say it already...no one's going to be offended.