The Year Is Fluttering By

We'll be 85 tomorrow honestly. We can all move into a private village together. Yeah three of us. I like it 85. So no you know what I was shrinking. Well but  I'm sure I've shared my plan that I will probably go into a home sooner than that. No that's not I don't mean that actually. What I mean is me and some of the gals have got a bit of a like an understanding that if we are still single, we're going to buy sort of like apartments in the same complex like Melrose Place and join a cult. It would only be because there were no one else in it.