So far, 48 is pretty good.
48?! You look like you're 32.
It's all those babies I eat. They keep me young.
(Okay, it's just really good DNA. My mom's family may be batshit crazy, but we all tend to look younger than we are. But I am definitely An Old.)
It's all those babies I eat. They keep me young.
They're so juicy. And sticky.
It's all those babies I eat. They keep me young.
They're so juicy. And sticky.
Worth it for the immortality, tho.
Yesss, my precious, nothing better than a sweet, succulent baby.
It's Monday! I should be working. Maybe more coffee.
I'm now a little worried for Steph's grandniece, but OK!
Ha! There were too many family members around for me to gobble her up.
Hahaha! NSA and FBI, hey there surveillance types. They are just kidding about the baby eating. Haha so silly, these wacky kidders. No need to add them or the board to any lists, no sir, no ma'am.
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Pssst! HEY! Could you all try to behave?!?!?