I went with my mom today to get our nails done, and the manicurist asked me if I was starting 11th grade or 12th grade.
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HA! That’s more awesome than the time when you were 22 and got carded to see an R rated movie.
That sucked too. I was kind of hoping you forgot by now.
We all know I stopped maturing around 17 years old, but I didn’t know it was obvious on the outside too.
Congratulations, you’re an immortal. As a bit of advice….
Don’t lose your head.
@ Wabres What?
At least people don’t think that your friend who is 11 years older than you is your son! thats all i am saying….
Haha! I guess so!
@ Kevin
To answer your question, it was a Highlander (the movie) reference.
Basically a movie about a bunch of quasi-immortals who can only die by losing their head.
I’ll spend eternity getting carded.
Well Hugo, at least now you can say to me, “Who’s your daddy?!”
Thanks, Stick, now I’m completely disturbed. Have to focus on you two in your Bert and Ernie beds.
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