Mirror Mirror on the Wall... Who's the Prettiest
37 25 Year Old of them All?
You see folks... I used to get depressed about my birthdays, but not anymore! I have made a vow today to stop worrying about getting old. How did I come to this breakthrough? Well, quite frankly... I am now officially using my mental age of 25. After doing so, I feel sooo much better! And just between you, me, and the lamp post...I am holding up pretty well compared to some of my friends. While they battle their expanding waistelines, saggy sugar tits, and gray hair, I only have to worry about my crows feet. Thanks to good Cajun genes, lots of working out and exercise, and timely expenditures on facial products, I think I have put myself together pretty well! Look out New Orleans... this twink is coming down to PAR - TAY all weekend! Woohoo!