The realization that one's metabolism is slowing down.

[Madame Adequate]

You could not be more incorrect if you asserted that Hitler was alive and well, in control of the international Jewry.

Edit: Oh yeah, I'm a lucky bastard, like my dawg Michael. He's 21, I'm 22, we're both skinny bastards who do nothing but lie around playing videogames, drinking soda, and eating snacks. If there was justice, we'd be morbidly obese.