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I carry around 7 keys every day (Excluding weekends when i carry 3).

Is this normal? And is it true that retired people only carry a handkerchief?


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I'm retired and I carry on.

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Originally posted by HandyAndy
I'm retired and I carry on.
Me too


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Retirement has suddenly become more appealing. 😲

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Three:
Motorcycle key.
Front gate padlock key.
House - front door.
And a little, well worn Africa fob carved out of dark wood.with the key ring passing through a hole where Lesotho would be.


Originally posted by Ghost of a Duke
I carry around 7 keys every day (Excluding weekends when i carry 3).

Is this normal? And is it true that retired people only carry a handkerchief?
GD, the definition of "normal" varies by each individual member of Red Hot Pawn.
In context, this retired widower carries only one key on his key ring.

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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
GD, the definition of "normal" varies by each individual member of Red Hot Pawn.
In context, this retired widower carries only one key on his key ring.
And the handkerchief?

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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
GD, the definition of "normal" varies by each individual member of Red Hot Pawn.
In context, this retired widower carries only one key on his key ring.
chastity belt???

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i wrote this for her some years back...
i'm not really this mean,
and she's not really this ditzy...

the keys of ms hakima,
are as elusive as the roadrunner's tail...
like wiley coyote, with an acme snare,
she'll try to trap them, but fail...

the keys of ms hakima,
are hide and go seek professionals...
they know the best place to sequester themselves,
is behind the curtain in the confessional...

the keys of ms hakima,
run rings around in her brain...
they constantly hide right behind her,
driving her batshlt insane...

the keys of ms hakima,
can surely never be found...
as their sole purpose in the universe,
is to confuse and then to confound...

the keys of ms hakima,
are tri-athletes par sublime...
accelerating faster than the speed of light,
and turning smack dab onna dime...

the keys of ms hakima,
laugh at her efforts to keep them...
oh, they'll submit to her, for a very short time,
then disappear with a silly dimpled grin...

the keys of ms hakima,
are faster than apolo ohno...
try, and try, and try as she might,
she won't see those keys, no mo...

the keys of ms hakima,
will never again be seen...
oh wait a minute, look here honey,
they were right here in yer jeans...

😀