I was never hot. It takes too much effort and, more importantly to me, money to be hot. But for most of my adult life people have thought I was younger than I actually was. When I was in my 20’s everyone thought I was a teenager, which was annoying. When I was in my 30’s I joked a few times that I was “29 and holding”. I stopped because people always said things like, “Wow, you don’t look 29.” A couple of times when I was in my 40’s people thought I was my son’s sister. Now I’m in my 50’s and no one is ever surprised anymore when I tell them I have adult children. Apparently, I look my age now. Dammit!
Trust me, they are not happier, that’s for sure. They’ve discovered they were not persuedfor their wit, encyclopedic knowledge or opinions. The same outrageous statements that used to bring them strings of admirers now solicit only giggles and not of a flattering kind. And that lemon top she used to stress her jet-black hair with now only accentuates her lemony skin.
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"A lover of birds might wish to have a tax on cats, with the idea that there would be fewer cats. But the statesman imposing the tax would presumably hope that the streets would be thronged with thousands and thousands of cats." G. K. Chesterton