Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Not the Man I Once Was
I’m the tallest man I know, but only when
I sit down. I’m 5’8” when standing—the height of the average American thanks to
Hispanics and Asians—but seated around a dining room table I tower over
everyone. I know what you’re thinking: You must have an ass as big as a Rose
Parade float. Read the rest (here).
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I heard something like your feet kinda fall part just a little bit (terrible way to describe it) and that's why some people "shrink" when they get older.
ReplyDeletejust think of it as a genetic blessing...especially if you ever find yourself stuck on a rocking fishing boat....smiles.
ReplyDeletei think we do lose height over our lives...i thought i read that somewhere...