About a year ago, walking through Cambridgeside Galleria (a true hellhole of a mall), Richard and I saw a gaggle of teenagers wearing the crap clothes they wear these days, saying the insane things they say.
Richard turned to me and said: "Those are the kids who will one day look after us when we're in the nursing home."
My reply: "No, darling. By the time we're ready for the nursing home, Japan will have perfected robots, and we'll have an emotion-less machine wipe our butts."
God I love the Japanese!
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