A slightly more honest response would be, it gets old going on meet and greets. I'm somewhat comfortable in my own skin and don't need to be entertained by someone, or for that matter I don't have a burning need to be "on the hunt". And....there's more to life than getting plastered. My view only.
God has a way of getting even with pranksters. I recall running thru some lady's back yard at night, when we were doing something goofy. I ran into a clothes line at the neck level and got thrown back like I was being fired from a sling shot. Scared the crapola out of myself. It's funny now, but then it was quite the experience.
Take a tube of tar and run a bead under car door handles while old guys were getting drunk at the local bar. (that was as bad as we got...no real harm, but~~~) They'd be in the car with their hands on the steering wheel before they realized what happened
Hillary turned 60 yesterday!
She would never have that in her resume' .......well, I don't think she would?