XXXV

Holy Shit, I’m thirty-fucking-five.

Now there’s scary.


2 Comments on “XXXV”

  1. Jon says:

    Many happy returns, m’dear.

    And relax – you’re still younger than some of us.

  2. woman says:

    Happy birthday, you young whipper-snapper, you!


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