There is no “over” age, dolt! The only “over” age is when you DIE!
Do you REALLY intend to NOT have sex any more, once you pass 30?
Nowadays, most people live at least to eighty, perhaps even to hundred years. Are you really imagining SEVENTY years of No Sex at All?
Most of us who are past 40 think that 30 is when life BEGINS!
It’s not ancient, it’s childhood.
I don’t remember my 20th birthday; it was too long ago. I was more or less a child then. The 30th was a bit hard. By the 40th birthday, I had just lost my job, so my birthday was pretty insignificant that year. By 50, both me and hubby simply love life; we have good jobs, a wonderful house, money to spare. We were looking for a nice BMW Z4, as an “enthusiast” car. We didn’t find any last year, so we’re still looking.
30 is BABYISH, dolt.
What, you had only worked 5 years when you were 30? Lazy-lazy-lazy! I started working at 16, during the summer vacations. My first full-time work was at age 19. At 2000 I started studying again, with work two days per week. Two years later I worked full time at the same company I worked at during studies. Since then I’ve been work-work-work, except the 9 months I was out of work during the financial crisis.
Thirty was worse than forty, and much worse than fifty.
By fifty, you have realized that being alive is infinitely better than the alternative.
My wonderful boss died two weeks ago of cancer. He was only 37.
F**K CANCER.
