Originally Posted by
GRADS
The 20's were good. The first half of them I partied hard and banged anything walked. I met Mrs. Daytona at 23 and settled down a little and bought my first house at 25. The 30's were great. I got married at 30 and by 35 I was a millionaire (short lived). Mrs. D and I pretty much bought and did everything we wanted to and were still young enough to really enjoy it. 39-40 sucked ass!!! Within the course of a year I lost my business, one of my best friends, my dog, pretty much everything I owned and I was told I had cancer. It seemed like every time I asked "what else could possibly go wrong?" it got worse. My 40's are getting to be fun but only because I've embraced the fact that I'm not 20 anymore.