Rolling tits, right? Has to be. That’s the only way a casual dog walk turns into an all out twerk fest. She is living the lifestyle I am going to live when my balls wrinkle up. When I have one day off from work at my age, I get stoned until I forget where I put the bong. I can’t imagine the shit I’m going to get into when I’m old and retired and don’t feel the societal pressures of going to the gym. What the fuck am I going to do with all that free time–collect stamps? No, I’m going to do molly and drop it low to beatboxer while holding a bag of my dog’s shit. That’s living.