let’s do the time warp again

Nold and Conklin went out for their daily constitutional.

“Life’s short, you know,” Nold averred.

“T’ain’t so, McGee,” offered his companion.

“That’s just my point,” replied the former.

“We’ve got more of those obsolete lines accumulated between us than Carter has liver pills.”

“Every time we blurt out a bygone bromide we’re reminded of just exactly how ancient we really are, old fellow.”

“Let’s wallow in them!” Conklin demanded.

“From ‘Don’t touch that dial!’ to ‘Film at eleven’. We’ll go door to door announcing dead rabbits!”

That’s the spirit, y’ole crow!” his friend cajoled him. “Now let’s get moving.”

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff~Fields for leading us every week in our Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt is provided by Sandra Crook.