When someone becomes sufficiently and necessarily old and grizzled, our existence collapses into schadenfreudian enjoyment of confusing the uninitiated. Or: to

When someone becomes sufficiently and necessarily old and grizzled, our existence collapses into schadenfreudian enjoyment of confusing the uninitiated. Or: too much weed tweeting. Twitter is such a superficial format that obliterates all context, reason, and sense of humanity. I'm still 100% unsure what the intent of that conveyance was. Brain fart? That's why I don't tweet. Also, I'm too old.