My sister called this morning to sing the "Happy Birthday to my Pal" song. After I whined about being another year older and feeling the need to lie about my age, she said to me:
You're an ass.
Why would you NOT want to admit your age? The way I look at it, if you tell the truth and admit how old you are, you've at least got a shot at people saying, "Hey! You look GREAT for your age! You're a MILF! A total hottie!" And that sort of thing is wonderfully good for the ego.
On the flip side, if you lie about your age, eventually people are going to look at the wrinkles and saggy tits, and whisper behind your back, "Good lord, she's a bleeping TRAIN WRECK for being only 21 years old!"
Gotta love the sis.
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Happy belated! At least you're still having birthdays! I officially stopped at 25! In fact, my finace put a 25 on my birthday cake this year...boy does he know how to generate brownie points or what!
Hope you had a good one!!
Posted by: Beth | June 23, 2006 05:45 AM