He wanted ME to post something and I thought, what the hell..? I’ll post four decades of me.
See the first photo is of me is a cutesy, boo, boo, big fat baby fat picture taken sometime in 1966?
Yes, I just dated myself…I’m secure in my age. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding! Anyhoo….
Dude, except that black and white of me in junior year photography class? Way cool, huh?
Then I go thru some transformations…..Okay, I fuckin’ age dramatically! Yada, Yada, Yada…
I am stuck in this house with the Matt-Man on a snow, mother fucking blowing, bitch ass cold day, (which if you know Matt-Man, it isn’t the worst thing in the world ; )) and he asks me to write a post.
This is what you get. I think this is pretty good actually.
Well, except that one picture of me in the 90’s. Did I really have to match my waistline with the greed that took place?
No, I’m not pregnant in that picture, just….well larger...um...okay, fat. I had Matt-Man crop out my sister, cuz, well just cuz. So shuddup...
The last picture of me is today, in my almost 44 year old near-sighted glory. I have managed to not get pregnant, arrested, or killed in all these years.
I personally think that is a major accomplishment, regardless of everything else.
How about you???
I do still look hot in a way...
And Matthew thinks so...I'm not into "whatever he thinks", but c'mon...it's nice to be looked at, and if you're a woman, or even a guy who says otherwise...you're lying.
Oh I'm sorry...I guess I have to utter that gay ass, Bagwine phrase...