I’m so old I remember reading the ingredients on the shampoo bottle because my brother took the bathroom joke book with him after pooping.
I’m so old I remember grabbing The Onion from the free dispenser outside my apartment building.
I’m so old I get a PSA test annually and need to schedule a colonoscopy
I do regret not ordering the matching embroidered “Face” and “Ass” towels from an ad in The Onion when I had a chance.