We Can Still Have Fun

We can still have fun, can't we? I mean we can't party like it's 1972, but there are possibilities. We've still got the Stones and Dylan. We can meet at Burger King or Krystal for breakfast and talk about old times. How about a game of checkers? We can still talk pseudo intellectual babble like we did in college. I'll be Marx, you can be Engels, and someone else can play William James and be the pragmatic one. Our lives didn't come with a syllabus, but maybe we can make one up on the fly. We can try to bring back The Twist. (Dance standing in one place) If's not too late, is it? Whadda ya say?