It’s my birthday, too, yeah!
For those of you who only became acquainted with me fairly recently, I should tell you that I pick a different age each year on my birthday. If I recall correctly, I’m 15 this year. But my birthday is coming up in a couple of days, and I don’t know what age I’m going to be next year. And I thought it would be fun to allow you, dear readers, to choose my age!
85. Because even though you have the fun and quirkiness of youth, you have also been through so much, esp. this year, that you have experience and wisdom well beyond someone even our age. Plus, old people reach an age when they just don’t give a fart about being proper or adhering to what others think they should adhere to.
So even though it’s not flattering to say a woman is old, mentality wise, I think it’s fitting.
You must be 21 to drink goofy one!!!