I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain, like I was twenty-eight. I'm wearing my Vans right now, so high school kids will think that I can skate. I've got a degree in science, yet shaking my fists in defiance. 



Anyway, I'm not cliché, I hardly own any ties. I may be old, but at least I'm not like all those other old guys. 



I'm watching MTV, for fashion tips, so I can say, that I saw it first. Backwards hat, tattoos, and goatee say I'm cool, just like Fred Durst. I pay almost all my bills, I sleep on a futon still. 



(Anyway, I'm not cliche, I might not even die. I may be old, but at least I'm not like all those other old guys.) 



Music: Micah and Dennis 

Words: Reese