I just got back from a 15-minute "run" (slow jog). Piano Boy asked about the shiny white "new" running shoes I was setting back in the box.
"They're not new," I said, "I've had them a couple years." The receipt was in the box. I got them in 1994. 14 years ago. Hm, times flies when you're having fun.
"Wait," I wanted to say. "Want to know how new these shoes are? I got them the year that you were born." But he was already gone.