I was talking to a beautiful young girl in a bar at Nana, which is near my apartment. “How old are you?” I asked.
“Twenny foh,” she replied, “how ole you?”
“Fifty-nine,” I said.
“Oh,” she said, “same same father me.”
Why I Feel Old
January 29, 2007 at 10:33 am (ageing, aging, bars, Nana, NEP, nightlife, Thailand, travel)
