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I’m thirty-seven— I’m not old!

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

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From the very composite 36 (2×2x3×3) to the oh-so prime 37… It has been a rather short year. Apologies once again to regular visitors for the sparsity of my posts… For those still not using a feed reader it may be the time to start; subscribing to feeds is ideal for sporadic content sources like this blog of late.

King Arthur: Old woman!
Dennis: Man.
King Arthur: Man, sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there?
Dennis: I’m 37.
King Arthur: What?
Dennis: I’m 37. I’m not old.
King Arthur: Well I can’t just call you “man”.
Dennis: Well you could say “Dennis”.
King Arthur: I didn’t know you were called Dennis.
Dennis: Well you didn’t bother to find out did you?
King Arthur: I did say sorry about the “old woman”, but from behind you looked…
Dennis: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an inferior.
King Arthur: Well I am king.
Dennis: Oh, king eh? Very nice. And how’d you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers. By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society.

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Ross says:
June 17th, 2009 at 10:14 am
37 is one of my favourite numbers. http://tinyurl.com/95lc2v
richardn says:
June 17th, 2009 at 3:00 pm
surprised no-one mentioned:
http://thirty-seven.org/index.html

BTW 37 is actually not that old - life expectancy in New Zealand is 78ish so apparently you are only halfway towards Satan getting to spank your unbelieving arse for all eternity.
Sitakali says:
June 19th, 2009 at 12:11 am
Preach on, Dennis! I love that speech.

Glad to see you embracing your birthday. You’re 37 years young! Of course, only old people say “years young,” so maybe not.

Your age is the same number as our body temperature in degrees Celsius! In other words, you’re hott!
Shaun says:
June 19th, 2009 at 12:19 pm
Still younger than Homer Simpson.

Woohoo?

I’m thirty-seven— I’m not old!

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