You see, I was at home this weekend and my parents had dug out some old photos, and I decided I was going to scan it, only I forgot and I called my brother to do it. So sometime later I'll replace the photo with a color picture when my family figures out how to scan color photos. But I have decided to show you that at one point in time, I was indeed cuter than Brad Pitt himself.

Does he know I am plugging him shamelessly? Nope. Not at all. Does it matter? Not so much. But I can tell you he is an intelligent, funny, witty young man, so if you have young sisters who would like to go on a date with a sixteen year old Adonis, just let me know.
If not, well you young ladies all know at least what our male children would look like. If that's not incentive, I don't know what is.
I am of course entirely kidding; I don't expect to be married until my early nineties. You remember that Episode of Boy Meets World where Shawn turns Feeny's home into a temporary Bed and Breakfast and the honeymoon couple turns out be be a couple in their nineties? That's me. Of course, our children will still be devilishly handsome.
4 comments:
That is if your wife can still have kids at 90. :)
Or I marry one younger woman who can have children and only would marry me for my money. That's love right?
Sam, I know you'll have cute kids. Just have them before you're 90. Can you imagine trying to talk to your teenagers when you're in your 100's? FAIL!
Dang, "Sam" you were a cute kid
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