There's nothing like turning
26-years-old. Young and carefree, the world is before you and the regrets are behind. That's right, I said I turned *ahem*
26-years-old. Happy belated birthday to me! For those of you who are old cronies, well beyond
26-years-old, here's how
26-years-old looks:
Upon closer inspection you'll notice that
26-years-old embraces weird mouth appliances. Can't see it? Take a closer look at
26-years-old:
Still can't see it? Okay, here's an even closer look at the
26-year-old Mago Bite Adjuster that's a result of years of grinding and clenching:
Nothing like a lisp and protruding lips to make you feel all of 31-years-old. Oops, did I slip and say 31-years-old? Silly me, just look at the top picture and tell me I'm not
26-years-old.
Please!?!?!?
26-years-old looks:
Upon closer inspection you'll notice that 26-years-old embraces weird mouth appliances. Can't see it? Take a closer look at 26-years-old:
Still can't see it? Okay, here's an even closer look at the 26-year-old Mago Bite Adjuster that's a result of years of grinding and clenching:
Nothing like a lisp and protruding lips to make you feel all of 31-years-old. Oops, did I slip and say 31-years-old? Silly me, just look at the top picture and tell me I'm not 26-years-old. Please!?!?!?
1 comment:
Happy Belated Birthday!!
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