Ok, I know I just posted the little story thing (read it, btw, tis cute in a foul-mouthed sentimental kinda way...) but something else just struck me.

I, Joe, am no longer young.

You heard it here first.

This past weekend (you know, the "Holy Monkey Poop Did it Suck" weekend...) was my ten year reunion.  I only saw two old classmates, both through work and frankly it wasn't a weekend where I was going to give a crap either way (not that me giving a crap on that subject was riding good odds anyway...)  However, thanks to that beauty of the internet there are already photos floating around of the event.  Now, the Grosse Point Blank line of things being the same with everyone having swelled probably served, but what I was struck by particularly is what big teeth they have.  Perhaps the camera adds twenty pounds and enlarges teeth.

I mean, it wasn't as if they had small teeth before, but now from what I saw they can only be described as Nancy Kerrigan-esque-- big, white, sparkling enamel coated doom.  Like the moon, they reflect the sun's light to cast an eerie glow across the countryside.  Maybe I missed the memo that big teeth came with age.  Or maybe everyone is just a hideously grinning evil skull wrapped with marginally familiar faces.  That's probably it.  I guess it doesn't matter either.  As long as you visit the Store.  Evil Grinning Skull with Masks money spends the same as regular money.  Maybe better.  Let's find out.  Rally all the Grinning Skull people and buy to prove the superiority of your money!  Crush the small teethed people with your economic might!  Do it for Grinning Skulls everywhere!

-Joe