And The Truth Comes Out...
Last Sunday, A and I were watching a face lift procedure being done on the tv drama, Nip/Tuck on ETC. Apparently, my little brother, Don, saw it too.
Don: What's that?
A: She's having plastic surgery because she's worried about wrinkles. But you don't have to worry about that until the next... (pauses to think for a moment)... 70 years.
Don: 70 years?
A: Yup, but you don't have to worry about that because you're a guy and guys become more gwapo as they grow older. Women don't.
Me: (Gasping in horror, my mouth dropping, my eyes wide in surprise, a hand over my heart)
A: (Realizing what he just said, rushes to my side) Oh, no, no, no, no!
Don: (Realizing what A meant) Except Ate Cat? (Awww, this boy is always such a sweetie!)
A: Except your Ate Cat, of course! She's the most beautiful woman in the world!
Me: (Pouting, pretending to be hurt) So, that's it! You think I'm going to be ugly!
A: (Sheepishly) Well, it's kinda hard to explain to him about love and all that (meaning looks don't matter when you love the person). It was the best way to explain it to Don!
Me: (Still pouting) Hmph! Now I'm sure I'm getting plastic surgery and you're paying for it! Hmph!
I'm kidding, of course!
Well, maybe I'm not.
We'll see..
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