Coles Street Pothole on Nostr: When I get old(er), I want to be pushed around in one of these, with a blanket ...

When I get old(er), I want to be pushed around in one of these, with a blanket covering me, and I will talk in a barely audible whisper, so that people will have to lean in to hear me. And I will say cryptic things, like "Beware of the goats on the lawn," or "Bring me a thimble."