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Because if you’re here, you have nothing better to do anyway.
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I’ll start.
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Damn it…. no, I’m not. Disappointing readers is what I do best. Take that away from me and this whole blogging thing falls apart.
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Were they eavesdropping on my Scrabble games with the husband? How disturbing.
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Did I time travel and not know it? Now that’s disappointing.
Your turn.
What does your keyboard think you’re sorry for?
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I did.
And yes, I know.. I know… the Russians own my pictures now. But Mark Zuckerberg’s had them for years, and Google and Amazon probably know my bra size. It’s the world we live in.
FaceApp.
It came out back in 2017, but just recently went viral.
Before everyone realized it was owned by a Russian company, we all flipped the f*ck out had fun watching ourselves age.
Example:
The normal photo of me.
The FaceApp aging photo of me.
I mean, HOLY HELL!
If that doesn’t make you run for the retinol cream, nothing will.
Personally, I prefer the anti aging, younger version.
Oh, to be that young and sweet again.
(Okay, I was never really sweet per se… but I could do without the bunions.)
Said no man, ever.
But you can see how addicting this app can be…. and why it’s so popular.
Normal me?
Old me.
Ack!!
Young me…
Ha!
Not even old enough to drink.
Christ on a cracker… I’m a crone!
With the big hair and eye liner? I look like an aging hooker.
There, that’s better.
Quick, get me a Tardis…
I wanna go back!
Why yes.
Yes, it was…
For Kathy, a picture of my mom for comparison.
River's world..... 